XLII. oh, good lord

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Olivia   I felt the sunlight hit my face. I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes. It was suddenly blocked by something just when my eyes were fully opened. I was staring right into my favorite pair of ocean blue eyes. What a great morning this was. I thought. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, hovering me as his hand tried to block the ray of sunlight from his curtains. It was just one of the sweetest things he had ever done to me. His hair turned lighter brown because of the sunlight. His skin was sun-kissed and I couldn’t admire his visuals even more. He looked so… stunning. Just too good for my own liking. The way he was staring down at me made me smile. “Good morning.” How could he say it sweetly and with a smile? I was falling even more. I was living in a dreamy fantasy that j

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