Capítulo 47: WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH YOU?

As the car came to a stop in the driveway, William turned his gaze towards Dahlia, only to find that she had fallen asleep, her features serene and peaceful in the dim light.

Unbuckling his seatbelt, William's gaze lingered on Dahlia's face, taking in the delicate curve of her eyelashes against her cheek, the soft rise and fall of her chest, the gentle rhythm of her breathing.

As he sat there, watching her sleep, William's lips curved into a soft, private smile. The Dahlia before him, vulnerable and at peace, was vastly different from the sharp-tongued, confident woman he had come to know.

He couldn't help but feel that, in this quiet moment, he was witnessing a side of her that few had ever seen before. And it warmed his heart to think that perhaps, just perhaps, their relationship was evolving, that she was becoming more comfortable with him, more comfortable with letting her guard down.