A beautiful night it was, one filled with the satisfaction of being in your lovers’ arms and the feel of peace and joy that came with it. It was a night that had a beautiful feeling, the feeling of being in the arm of a lost one after finding each other, it was a feeling that neither Avyanna nor Drazhan could describe, it was a feeling in which none wanted to let go of the other, it was a feeling that was understood and yet strange to the both of them.
Drazhan couldn’t sleep, no matter how he tried, he just couldn’t when Avyanna was right next to him with her head on his arm. The feel of her skin rubbing against his arm was driving him crazy yet it brought him peace, the kind he could recognize as what he had and felt before.
After his confession, he heard her heart skip and they both we
