My love for you

Bryan's voice was filled with tenderness as he whispered to the sleeping Betty, "I'm happy you still love me, and I promise I'm not going to deny you of my attention." He tried to gently pull his hand away, but Betty's grip only tightened, as if she was holding on to him for dear life.

With a soft chuckle, Bryan decided to wait for a moment, thinking she would eventually relax her hold. But as he sat there, his eyelids began to droop, and before he knew it, his head nodded forward, and he fell asleep, his head resting on the edge of the bed frame.

The room was silent, except for the soft sound of Betty's steady breathing, and Bryan's gentle snores. The moonlight streaming through the window cast a soft glow on the peaceful scene, as if blessing the loving moment between the two.

The morning alarm blared to life, jolting Betty awake from her slumber. She opened her eyes, still heavy with sleep, and gazed at the sight before her. Her hand was still clenched around Bryan's, and he was sl