Aileen’s POV
I woke up in bed, the memory quickly flashed like a movie, and I looked at my clothes. Someone changed my clothes and removed Leon’s blood-soaked t-shirt. He asked me to give it to him as it is.
Shit, if someone washed it, he would be pissed. My bite wounds are almost healed. The scar will be gone after one or two days, but the memory of spending in his arms will never fade. I don’t know what happened after I dozed off; Leon must be kept me in bed. I smell myself; I smell like him.
“Aileen, you woke up. I silently looked at Leon; you know what he did after he kept you in the bed?” Akira asked. I got a bit anxious to know about it.
“Did he do something unethical? I mean….”
“He did the most romantic thing, Aileen. I was flattered and almost fainted” Akira added sweet words
