Chapter 89 Erica, I Love You

• The morning sun gently streamed through the half-drawn curtains, casting a soft light into the disheveled bedroom. It signaled the passing of a peaceful night, leaving behind the lingering presence of love in the small room. Erica woke up from a deep slumber, opened her eyes, and found herself naked, lying in the warm embrace of Ansel.
• Erica lay motionless, her delicate features bathed in the warmth of the morning light. Memories of the night before flooded back, sending her mind reeling, torn between the ecstasy of the night before and the fear of what was to come. Anxiety gnawed at her, questioning the future of her relationship with Ansel.
• Erica felt happy that she could help Ansel, the person she loved, even though it meant sacrificing something precious to her. It was a night they shared, immersed in love and appreciation. Despite the influence of a stimulant drug, Ansel maintained a gentle and affectionate demeanor, ensuring he neither acted rough nor caused discomfort or pain to Erica. Alongside the happiness, fear was also nurtured in Erica's mind. She feared that after the incident, their relationship could change in a negative way. Ansel might become distant, avoidant, and create a distance between them out of concern for facing unwanted consequences.