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Don’t think of running away
Lisa’s POV I wanted to move, to escape before he woke up, but my body refused to obey. Instead, I remained there, lying still, my eyes drinking in the sight of him as if I were memorizing every detail. Suddenly, something flashed in my head, but it was blurred, and I couldn’t pick up the scene. I closed my eyes and tried to remember what had flashed through my brain, but it was still blurry, and I couldn’t make sense of it. Opening my eyes, my gaze fell on his lips, and I swallowed hard as another memory popped into my head, but it was so blurred. I couldn’t stop myself. My fingers trembled as I hovered over his lips, my heart thundering louder than ever. Something about them drew me in—a memory just out of reach, too blurry to grasp but strong enough to pull me closer. Before I could
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