Ayla

The shadow of the moon poured gently through the curtains.

I knew that I would regret not closing up the windows when the sunlight burned our eyes tomorrow morning.

But by the goddess i felt so connected to the moon and it was so beautiful.

As i sat brushing my hair for bed, I could hear Darius moving around so messily. He opened the drawer loudly, tossed his shirt carelessly onto a chair before I could hear his footsteps as he came closer.

My entire being was aware of his ...