Ellie stood still, her cheeks tinted with a subtle blush as she absorbed the weight of his words. His declaration lingered in the air like a delicate melody, creating a whirlwind of emotions within her.
The warmth of the moment enveloped her as she watched him gracefully fade from her line of sight, leaving her alone with the remnants of their shared encounter.
With a hesitant smile playing on her lips, Ellie turned away, her thoughts a mixture of worry and excitement.
She walked softly through the quiet hallway, the echoes of their conversation still resonating in her mind.
As she approached her room, Ellie's steps quickened. Turning the handle and pushing the door open, she tepped into the room only to see the peaceful sight of Mary nestled in slumber.
A sense of relief washed over Ellie, grateful that she wouldn't have to delve into the complexities of explaining the unexpected twists of the night. She closed the door with care, leaving the sleeping figure undisturbed.
