Chapter 78

• I have had to stop myself from breaking out into a song and dance at least five times in the ten minutes I have spent in the kitchen putting together breakfast for Stephane and I. I am that darned happy. It feels like the first time in a really long while since I felt happiness this untamed and uncontaminated. This pure. It almost feels sacrilegious, I didn't know it was possible to feel this much joy. This feeling was something I read in books or watched in movies, and yet here I am, experiencing it.
• I woke up, wrapped tightly in a close cuddle with Stephane, he was holding me like he was scared I would run away. I should have felt choked up but I didn't, I woke up with a smile on my face. The sun was high up in the sky, illuminating the bedroom through the blinds and it was heart-warmingly beautiful.
• I laid there in his arms for a long while, watching him sleep, playing a dangerous game with my heart. He was handsome in a way that disarmed me completely. I never stood a chance of keeping my heart out of this. As he slept soundly, he looked absolutely at peace, and for a weird moment, all I could think about was the fact that my mother had this view every morning.