Orion stared at the sleepy figure of the girl opposite him. His cheeks were red due to the cold, but he couldn't help but want to look at her forever. The first time he had met her, she just had a special charm to herself; it was in the way she carried herself, but now, his feelings had changed.
'I want you much more,' he thought while raising his head to look at the filthy ceiling, which was filled with dirt. The budding desires within had started to blossom in the hopes that she, too, liked him. But if not, then after a few months, she would leave.
Just the thought of it made him uncomfortable and unsettled. He was so used to having her presence, her voice lingering at the corner of his ears, that it felt almost unwise to let her go. 'Should I change the clause? What should I add to make her stay longer?'