Placing the bouquet on the nightstand, A warm smile spreads over his face as he notices Charlotte is sleeping curling into a ball.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand reaches out to her head. Gently stroking, he removes the strand of hair which is covering her half of face.

Wiping the droplet of sweat on the nose, he kisses her forehead, admiring her sleeping beauty.

“ So beautiful!” he whispered admiring her oily face, the messy hair, and the heavy breath which ...