Nikolas woke up, the first sight hitting his face was Brielle, curled up beside him.

He smiled, unable to explain the bubbling in his heart, he was filled with joy as he watched her breathe.

She looked adorable curled up with her hair ruffled and sheets crumpled.

She was the most beautiful lady he had ever come across, the very best of the best.

The funniest, most amazing, clumsiest and cutest, everything she did always made him either laugh or angry.

Most times he’d get angry to an extent that he’d wish he could strangle her but there was nothing he could do, she would always infuriate him.

He couldn’t...