Bab 166: 166. No longer want Lyle.

Her sleep was much sweeter than she could have asked for. Even though it was cut short, it was still sweet. And the morning that her sleep brought was also a pleasant one. He was by her side, their bodies were entwined and he held her very close. He wasn't angry, he was just peacefully sleeping beside her.

Gently, Neriah turned her body, not wanting to wake him up with her movements, she pressed her elbows onto the bed and rested her chin on her knuckles, while facing him. She wanted to stare at his face while he slept.

His eyes, his nose, his ears, his lips… indeed, if their child were to resemble him, then he or she would be one beautiful baby. Very beautiful baby, Neriah smiled at the thought.