Anastasia woke up feeling slightly tired, as she could still feel her head banging due to the alcohol intake of the previous night.
She sluggishly opened her eyes and she found out that Mason wasn't beside her anymore.
A small smile curled her lips, soft and warm, as her mind wandered back to the night before.
Everything about it, the way he held her, the sound of his breath against her skin, the fire in his eyes, it all felt unreal.
'I can't believe this is happening. Last night felt like a dream. But it was real, right? His touch, his voice, the way he looked at me... It was all real. It wasn't some fantasy. It happened, and I was there.'
Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching. Her heart skipped. She glanced at the time... 7:50 a.m.
'He's still here?' she thought, surprised. Her heart fluttered with a strange mix of joy and nervousness.
Then came a knock.
