บท 159: Scene in the Morning

Zen grunted as he stirred in his sleep.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the soft glow of dawn greeted him from the glass window beside the bed. He moaned a little as he blinked in the morning light. It had been forever since he last felt so good as if he slept for weeks even though it was only less than six hours.

Summer mornings have never been this warm for him. And when he looked down at the dainty figure molded perfectly on his side, he felt his chest getting warmer. He could not help but smile. 

This is not a dream - Zen mused. This is reality. Anastasia is using his arm as a pillow with her hands on his chest and gripping his shirt. Their legs are intertwined together in a flawless fit, covered by a blanket that reached her bare shoulders.

Her mouth is slightly opened, breathing evenly with the same rhythm as his. Endeared by the sight alone, he parts her loose hair from her face and tucks them gently behind her ear.