Ch 25
April Tel ford POV
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The blinds move slightly as the wind hits through, letting the sunlight in through the windows. I flinch my eyes open, as I try to move, but I realize he is still next to me, Theodore, who is asleep.
His breathing soft against my skin that it just feels warm, it's just the way, he is at peace when he has his mouth shut.
I try to turn around, but he has his hand around my waist, which is heavier on me. And I'm sure I'll wake him up, if I attempt to push his hand away. He's not that of a deep sleeper. I remember how I used to find him asleep on our house couch. My mom used to warn me, asking me to leave him alone. But I would remember his jokes on my braces Or silly pigtails and as a revenge I would throw, no accidentally spill some water on him. My defen
