At around 6:15 in the morning.

Rebecca opened her eyes. She quickly looked to her left to see if Benjamin was still there. And he was still sleeping, with his head put on the pillow. But no part of his body crossed the line.

Rebecca did not regret allowing him to sleep on the bed because he didn’t cause any trouble. However, as she looked at him sleeping so defenselessly, she found herself staring at his face, which looked very bright as the morning light hit his face.

His bright pink lips made her heart beat a little faster. Those were like the lips of a child and were full of life.

She kept staring at him, pulling her lower lip into her mouth. (Control yourself, Rebecca. He’s a man. How can I lose my control over him when he didn’t lose his control?) She clenched her fist and then somehow managed to get off the bed.

She did not make any sounds as it might wake him up. She quietly opened the door and walked out.

She could hear the discussion happening in the hall downstairs.

“Just wh