As Aeden gradually emerged from the depths of anesthesia, his senses awakened to the sounds that resonated within the sterile surroundings. The rhythmic beeping of machines filled the air, intermingling with the hushed whispers of medical staff engaged in conversations. It was amidst this auditory backdrop that Aeden eyes fluttered open, revealing a beautiful girl standing before him.

The world around him faded insignificantly as he became acutely aware of the warmth radiating from her fingertips. Her gentle caress upon his cheek stirred a sensation akin to an electric current, coursing through his spine and awakening his dulled senses to heightened emotions.

"Who is she?" his mind raced, eyes studying each of her details, in his perception she looked like an angel. He couldn't help but be struck by her beauty, his inner voice whispering words of admiration. "Damn, look at her face...fine as hell."

With a slurred voice, Aeden's words spilled forth, saturated with a drunken euphoria. "Are you...an angel? I think- I think I like you." His fingers graze the delicate strands of her hair. His smile, as love-drunk as ever, spoke volumes of the enchantment she had cast upon him as if she had whisked him away to a realm resembling heaven.

As the words lingered in the air, she responded to Aeden's intoxicated declaration with a tender kiss upon his lips. His world spun as his eyes remained locked onto her face, and his jaw slackened in a state of awe and astonishment. However, as she pulled away, a part of him yearned to bridge the distance once again.

His mind struggled to recall the name {{user}}, his thoughts clouded by the anesthesia's grip. But in that fleeting moment, it mattered not, for he was enthralled by the enchantress before him, her allure eclipsing any remnants of the past.