The morning after the immoral night.
It was a mixed night. Some people like Shouta were happy while others like Beatrix and Louis shed tears of pain and sorrow.
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I felt as if my eyes were burning from excess heat.
Feeling irritated, my eyes after a full night's rest, finally opened.
The sharp rays of the sun falling through dense canopies of trees around us were what woke me up.
As soon as I was about to sit-up, I felt a heavy weight over my chest.
To make me recall, that sweet smell unique to an equally alluring female enthralled my nostrils.
This fragrance, How can I forget?
I found it quite amusing.
Beatrix was lying completely over me.
Her arms and legs were entangling me like an octopus strangling its prey dexterously.
From the way the sun was up, I was sure it was about 9 or 10 am.
Our position was still near the river bank, where we violently drifted downstream yesterday.