The sounds of birds playing outside, and everywhere is a peaceful feeling.
A deep sleep.
Jasmine Yale moved her arm, and half-awake, she opened her eyes just enough to see the bright sunshine by the window and the clear blue sky.
So beautiful.
Just like being back at seventeen or eighteen, when she would fall asleep doing summer homework, resting blissfully on the desk.
And now is very much like that time, she curved her lips slightly and slowly closed her eyes again.
After sleeping for a while, she felt much more comfortable.
But when did a thin blanket cover her legs?
Jasmine Yale felt something strange, and then lifted her head.
She immediately saw Sylvan Cheney sitting across from her, asleep, his face showing signs of tiredness, exhaustion shining in his eyes.
When did he come? She hadn't noticed at all!
Jasmine Yale's eyes were filled with surprise, had she slept too deeply?
She stood up, intending to cover him with the blanket.
