Afraid to lose you
The bell didn't stop ringing, breaking the morning calm that Herlyn didn't want to welcome at all.
His eyes still wanted to close a little longer and the softness of the pillow and the warmth of the blanket felt comfortable lulling her into a deep sleep until the ringing of that damn bell disturbed her again and forced her eyes to open even though she was reluctant.
Herlyn lazily moved down from her bed, wearing only a thin peach-colored silk nightgown that made her look cute. Herlyn stepped out of her room, Whoever rang the bell outside, Herlyn promised to tear that person to pieces and turn that person into salad jerky.
"LOOK FOR DEATH HUH!" Herlyn screamed in annoyance after she opened the door wide without confirming who was coming, especially as her right hand clenched into a fist as if she was going to throw a punch.
But what she was facing now was not someone she could be angry with.