Chapter 102

Steven’s POV

I carefully set the plastic bag on the table directly in front of the couch where she turned sleeping. She lay on her side, using one hand as a pillow, while the other clutched onto a photo album. I approached her in a slow and purposeful crouch, ensuring my movements were deliberate and unhurried.

As I drew closer, I delicately reached out to sweep away the stray tendrils of hair that rested upon her noble face. Each strand, like a delicate wisp of silk, was carefully lifted away, revealing the captivating features that lay beneath. The soft touch of my fingertips against her skin was a tender caress, a gesture of utmost care and devotion. In that intimate moment, time seemed to stand still, as if the world around us faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of us connected in that quiet, profound act of affection.

She had been blissfully unaware of the world around her as she continued to slumber peacefully. The soft rhythm of her breath