XADEN'S POV.
I woke up that morning ahead of time.
It must have still been dusk because everywhere was extremely quiet and dark.
I looked down and saw Jasmine was cuddled in my arms.
I sat up a bit with the assistance of my elbow to watch her sleep.
She looked like an angel.
I gently touched her curls and admired the freckles at the bridge of her nose.
I remembered last night, and flashes of the things we had done came flooding to me in a matter of seconds.
I tucked a loose curl behind her ear before very gently kissing her forehead.
Reluctantly, I eased her grip on me and covered the duvet well over her body.
When I was sure she was sound asleep, I finally got up from the bed.
I put on my pants from the floor and wore my boots.
I quietly picked up a shirt and headed out of the bedroom.
I made sure to close the bedroom door as quietly as possible.
The moment I got into the hallway, it wasn't dark anymore.
They had been lit with candles once again.
