✓ | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒, larissa weems

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

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𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

i awoke to a world that seemed to be made of pure bliss. the softness of the sheets and the feather-like mattress beneath me made me feel as though i were floating on air. the sweet melodies of the birds outside filled the room with their harmonious song, while the warmth of the sun's golden rays enveloped me in a comforting embrace. through the balcony, i could see the sheer white curtains gently swaying in the breeze from the open window, adding a touch of whimsy to the serene atmosphere.

     my heart overflowed with pure joy, and i couldn't help but smile brightly as i felt larissa's arm draped over my waist, her body snuggled into my back. it was clear that we hadn't moved from this position all night, and i was content to stay like this forever.

i cradled the soft silk sheets against my chest, feeling the warmth of larissa's body against my back as she peppered my shoulder with sweet, gentle kisses. the atmosphere around us was infused with a breathtaking purity and innocence that made my heart swell with love. i was overcome with blissful disbelief at the sheer ecstasy i felt being held in her arms, and i knew that i would never trade this moment for anything in the world.

"good morning," larissa whispers gently, her chin resting on my shoulder. i can feel her warmth against my skin, and the love in her voice makes my heart skip a beat. my cheeks flush with a pink hue, as i turn my head to meet her gaze.

     as i gazed into her stunning blue eyes, i felt as though i was staring into a vast ocean, filled with wonder and mystery. her lips, the pale color of rose petals, seemed to shimmer in the morning light. i was entranced by the beauty of her face, each detail more captivating than the last. in that moment, i felt as though i was lost in a magical world, and i never wanted to leave.

"good morning," i replied in a hushed tone, my voice barely audible. my mind was completely captivated by her stunning appearance. the warm vanilla aroma that emanated from her body made me feel at ease, and her long, blonde locks that flowed down her shoulders were flawlessly arranged, despite her having slept for hours. i felt like i was in a dreamland, and i never wanted to leave her side.

     i rolled over turning to face larissa, i was greeted with a soft and tender kiss on my forehead, followed by her warm hand placed gently on my waist. i couldn't help but smile as i reached out to touch her cheek, tracing the lines of her flawless skin with my thumb. it was as if i needed to reassure myself that she was real and not just a figment of my imagination. every moment with her felt like a dream come true, and i never wanted to wake up.

"are you real?" i whispered, my voice barely audible. larissa's smile widened as she tilted her head, regarding me with a mixture of amusement and tenderness.

"pretty sure," she replied, her voice soft and warm. larissa's smile softened as she shook her head playfully, her eyes never leaving mine. my eyes roamed over her features, taking in every detail. the curve of her lips, the way her white blonde hair framed her face, the crinkles at the corners of her eyes when she smiled.

"winona," larissa's voice was gentle as she spoke, her eyes scanning my body with concern. "you have a light bruise on your back. i noticed it when i woke up. how did that happen?" her fingers traced the area around the bruise, her touch light and feather-like as she tried to ease any pain i might have felt. her eyes met mine, filled with an expression of love and concern.

"oh, that," i said, trying to play it off casually.

larissa's eyebrows furrowed with concern as she leaned in closer to inspect the bruise. "does it hurt?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.