Chapter 45

• The first rays of dawn filter through the curtain of the living room, hitting Max's face directly. He opens his eyes with difficulty, as the light hurts his eyes, but he knows he must get up to go to work.
• He lifts his head, sees himself covered with a blanket, and lets himself fall back down, covering his face with an arm. He has no memory of covering himself, and besides, that's his bed blanket, so it's obvious that she was the one who covered him.
• Suddenly, a dream comes to his mind, something confusing, but that sensation of someone's lips on his is almost real. He runs his fingers over his lips and sighs tiredly.