‘Lylah,’ Micah calls out.

　　I wake as my name is being called. An alluring smell of Thyme and cedarwood drifts through my terrace and into my room. An overwhelming urge takes over my senses. I find myself subconsciously racing towards the terrace and clutching the stone rail. My body trembles with delight as I see Micah waiting eagerly below my balcony.

　　Our eyes instantly meet, ‘Mate!’ we say in unison. It feels as if we are the only two people that suddenly exist. Just when I thought I couldn’t love Micah any more than I already do, my body explodes internally with vast feelings of overwhelming love. An urge to...