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Sebastian never gets tired of gazing at the girl who's now sound asleep beside him. His daydreams have been granted by fate, where the beautiful image that has been teasing his thoughts for so long has finally come true. Her soft snoring serves as a soothing backdrop that Sebastian doesn't mind listening to. Her breaths are steady, and her peaceful slumber is so deep that it prevents him from acting on his urge to touch her, even just a little.

Propped on his elbow, Sebastian has been enjoying Fathia's sleeping face in her room for maybe twenty to thirty minutes. The scent of lilies that Fathia loves remains, and Sebastian has kept it untouched in this softly pink-toned room. Nothing has changed, and his heart keeps telling him that this girl is still alive. And it's true. His heart is absolutely right.

His mind drifts back to the many conversations they had earlier.

"Do you... want to hug me?"

Fathia's movement through Sebastian's hair comes to a halt. T