Chapter 116. The Mark

Ellie's POV

I fathomed I would wither into a slumber fast with this lullaby charm beside...huh? He is not here! No wonder I woke up. My senses might have speculated his absence. I roll to the other side of the bed, and the desolate expanse smirks at me. I acquit a long yawn, smoothing the eye logs from my eyes with my right hand.  

His clothes are not dispersed on the floor where they were either. The floor is crystal clear. Did he leave already? Before I imprint my feet to the floor, something hooks my sight from under the pillow. A note!

You are so beautiful when you are sleeping. I dream of permanently waking up with you by my side soon.

I love you❤ XX

My heart pounds with ecstasy, and I joyously spring from the bed to go clean myself up, but before that, I decide to catch just a brisk glance at the grin on my face in my dressing mirror. The thought of us living like this permanently arouses the butterflie