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Author’s POV

The sun is bright, and the sunlight is warm and not harsh. The birds keep chirping, and the breeze is cool. The light danced through the gap in the drapes, illuminating the far wall that was covered in the prints and magazine cut-outs he Had put up earlier. The room was warmed by the morning sun, welcoming me into the new day. As my toes met the worn, oak floors, Jenny stretched her arms, feeling every muscle in my body awaken, relishing in the horribly-great moment of the stretch

“ Good morning, “ said Jenny as soon as Ryan opened his eyes after a long peaceful sleep.

Last night both of them had so much of emotional baggages to get rid off and the process drained them till early morning and by the time they fall asleep beside each other. Ryan was emotionally exhausted after all the guilt trip and describing the reason behind his traumas. Suddenly he was feeling very light, that sleep no more felt like a hard task for him. Infact it was most deepest sleep he ever ha