Annabelle’s POV
With my mind on the events of this morning, I got up and went to my en-suite. Throughout the time, the kiss had my lips tingling for more. It made me feel so wanted, so special when he held me and kissed me. It was the first time I felt so cherished and I didn’t want to let this feeling go. I wanted to feel his arms around me all the time. I didn’t want to lose Stefan. Although he wasn’t mine yet, I didn’t want to lose the special thing that we had between us.
I wore a lemon yellow sundress, which clung to my curves well and left my hair untied to air dry. Taking a quick glance at my reflection, I smiled with satisfaction and went down for breakfast.
Arielle was happily chatting with Stefan while sipping her milk and munching on the cupcakes I had baked yesterday.
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