I love you, Belle

Morning.

Belle woke up and Ben wasn't beside her. She sat up and looked around but didn't see him. Falling back on the pillows, she lay back down with a sigh, assuming he had left while she was still asleep.

Her assumption was wrong because Ben soon opened the door to the room and came in with a tray in his hands. He kept it on the bed carefully, before leaning into her and kissing her on the cheeks.

"Is my hair messy?" She asked but Ben just laughed as a response.

"Glad you've woken up, else I would have had to, brought you breakfast. Thought you wouldn't be in the mood to make yourself something, seeing how tired you were last night."

"Tired? I was tired. Did you see yourself last night?" She retorted and watched a smile come on his face. The smile soon became dry before diminishing. Her mind automatically went back to last night and all he told her, she knew that was probably what he remembered to make his smile fade.

She stood on the bed and held his face in her small hands like h