Chapter 207: Visiting His Past
That morning, when Samantha stirred in her sleep, succumbing to the comfort of what felt like a plush mattress, her eyelids slowly opened, and her blurry gaze was fixed on Ivan who was sleeping soundly on the space beside her, his sharp features softened by sleep. When her visions cleared after several blinking, a lazy smile graced her lips upon seeing Ivan asleep, and this would be the first time she had woken up to find him still within his chamber.
With squinted eyes, her gaze drifted to the curtains to see the light of day peeking in, whilst her eyes snapped wide when nothing seemed right about the two of them sleeping on the same bed, and in that pondering moment, something in her head simultaneously clicked! Her body pushed themselves into a sitting position after notifying her mind that she had slept on Ivan’s bed, and her cheeks bloomed red as she tried to recall what had happened last night.
Weren’t they watching the waves last night? How did they end up in the Palace? And in his bed too? Did she fall asleep? A surge of embarrassment surged through her that she cringed at her own actions.
She facepalmed upon realizing that she rested on Ivan’s lap last night, and she had been feeling a bit drowsy at that time, which meant there was a high chance she must have fallen asleep in the process. Returning her gaze to Ivan who was still asleep, Samantha couldn’t resist bringing her hand to his face, almost like a ceaseless reaction that she could not control, and she moved the unruly strands of coal-black hair away from his serene countenance.
She felt the texture of his Ivory skin, her fingers fidgeting in her movement as she tried not to wake him up, and as she softly caressed his face, her eyes inadvertently lowered to the buttons on his shirt that had been undone, exposing a subtle view of his chest. Samantha’s eyebrows knitted into concern and worry as she hadn’t noticed it before, but in his heart region was a faint little scar, almost matching the color of his skin, which was probably why she hadn’t noticed it, but looking at them now, she could recall the discussion they had at the perpetual valley, when he told her that he had a piece of the orb implanted in his heart.
But if she was the orb, does that mean he was implanted with her very own essence?
"Aish!" Samantha winced in a hushed tone when she felt a sharp sting coming from the new bitemark Ivan had given her. It was a complete comparison to being stung by a bee, and when she placed her palm on the crook of her neck where the bite mark was located, the same mysterious hot feeling was beginning to take over, leading her to close her eyes in order to subdue its effect, but strangely, the sensation returned with more intensity than the last time, and when she opened her eyes in a snap, she was standing at the entrance of Ivan’s cold room.