53. Getting on my nerves

[Amor’s POV]

“Seventy-five and one hundred and fifteen.”

I laid on the mattress on my back. I smiled.

Her nervously flickering eyes. Her controlled breaths and her… scent.

I gulped, clearing my throat.

Her face was crystal clear in my mind, as if she was sitting right next to me.

Drawing her eyes with my finger in the air, I reminded myself once again of how perfect they were.

“Seventy-five eyelashes on her lower eyelids and one hundred and fifteen on her upper eyelids. Not one less or more in her eyes. Just perfect.”

I sighed, closing my eyes and sprawling on the mattress.

“She is air. I can’t see her yet… I can’t forget her eyes, her lips and… her face. Her conspicuous eyelashes, her sweet breaths parting her lips and her calming scent.”

I chuckled.

“Ah!”

My wounds were still hurting, my veins were throbbing under my skin. The temperature of my complete body had increased because of the inflammation around those wounds.

The pain hadn’t decreased by any measure, yet after