Chapter 148

Raya

The first thing we all did after settling down and choosing our rooms—me and Maxwell obviously together in one and Kyle in another—was sleep.

Like I couldn't say how long I was in bed for, daydreaming, but it wasn't until afternoon the next day that I woke up to a delicious smell wafting past my nose and the sun rays shining on my face.

I groaned as I stretched out my lips, and a warm feeling spread throughout my body at the kiss that someone pressed to my forehead.

That person was none other than Maxwell, of course, and the delicious smell I had been smelling was from the tray of breakfast he had obviously woken up earlier to prepare for me.

It wasn't anything special—a sandwich and juice—but the thought was what was special for me.

"Good morning, sweetheart."

"Morning..." Should I say love, sweetheart too? It was just that I hadn't really called him an endearment name before, and he noticed it from the way I drew the morning out, making him chuckle.

He stayed above me like that