Mason Hart

I'd been awake all-night watching Freya sleep. Creepy I know, but no matter how many times I tried to fall asleep, her nose would twitch in the cutest little way, or she'd let out a sweet little moan or sigh, then I was right back to watching her. I wanted to memorize every tiny detail of her face and take in every Angelic noise she made. I couldn't help myself I was so in love with her and far too excited to sleep, if you catch my drift. The sun began to rise and peeked through the dusty pink curtains, giving the room a soft pink glow to...