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28- Complexity

I wish you could give me- us a chance. If I wanted your pity, I would have gained it long ago. Rayan thought with a smile, looking at Isra sleeping beside him, curling like a ball.

He couldn't fathom why she insisted on sharing the bed but here is she.

The angel sleeping beside me.

He stared at her face for a while as a smile crept upon his lips, having the benediction of sleeping beside her.

The memory was clear from last night where his lips collided hers, even briefly but they became this serenity.

Without touching her skin, his fingers moved to the sides of her face and no matter how much he wanted, he didn't touch her and moved his fingers down, staring intently at her face when his finger stopped at her lips she woke up, he gasped, moving away from her.

"I-I am sorry. I-I didn't touch you." He reasoned, moving and getting up.

She arched her brow and sighed, "I know. You don't have to be startled." She told him softly.