Chapter 130

The next morning, Fraser opened his eyes to the sight of a calm, gentle face beside him. Her long black hair made her already fair skin look even more flawless-soft and peaceful, nothing like someone who'd dropped those bold words the night before. He let out a quiet sigh without realizing it, moving carefully so he wouldn't wake her. Before leaving, he made her breakfast and left a note. Bellamy woke up groggy and confused, realizing it was nearly eleven. She reached out to touch the empty, cold spot on the bed. Her mind instantly pulled up memories of what happened last night, and she was suddenly wide awake. After sitting there for a bit, collecting her thoughts, she acted like everything was normal-got up, brushed her teeth, changed clothes, and went downstairs to reheat Fraser's breakfast, eating it as lunch. But as she ate, her brain just wouldn't shut up, replaying everything they'd said the night before. When it was all said and done, she chuckled at herself. What's the point o