After their passionate encounter, she lay exhausted in his arms.
He carried her back to their room and held her tenderly as they fell asleep.
Exhausted from their exertion, he kissed her after laying her on the bed and drifted off to sleep.
She held him, and once she heard his steady, even breathing, she slowly opened her eyes.
The room was dark, illuminated only by the soft glow from the balcony, not bright enough but sufficient for her to see his handsome features clearly.
She rarely took the time to scrutinize his face so closely, and now she realized his handsomeness was like a divine sculpture.
In terms of compatibility, she felt she didn't match him in any way, so why had fate brought them together?
If he hadn't appeared three years ago, they would have remained strangers, and today, there wouldn't be so much entanglement...
Did he know that even now, she was still living a life of exhaustion?
