Ethan's POV

I stared at her beautiful face, sleeping peacefully. We are both covered by the white sheet of the bed, and I like it every time I think we are together right now. A smile formed on my lips as I remembered all the things that we had done last night.

I missed her so much.

That was all I knew.

I let my fingers trace her soft cheeks as I continued watching her.

I think, even if I stare at her face until the time I die, I will never get tired of doing it over and over again.

"I love you, Pennelope," I whispered, pulling her body...