~{INGRID'S POV}~
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"Mm," I moaned when I felt something trace against the side of my face, making me scrunch my brows in discomfort.
"So flawless," I heard a sweet deep voice and the person's breath fanned against my face.
Slowly, my lashes fluttered and my eyelids opened. Everywhere was blurry at first but I could see someone hovering over me and as my sight grew clearer and my eyes opened fully, my gaze froze on the person before me.
Seeing that I was awake, he smiled.
"Did anyone ever tell you you're pretty, Ingrid?"
At his question, I blinked rapidly and quickly adjusted in my seat before looking at him properly to be sure he was truly the one speaking.
"You're awake," I said.
"I am," he agreed and moved his face close to mine, making me try to back off but couldn't.
"I don't know why but ever since I was hibernating, your face and appearance always came to my mind. Could it be that our souls are intertwined?"
