When you shared one bed for two with your boyfriend Scaramouche, with whom had a fight, you were so offended by him that you strictly delineated the boundaries of your half of the bed. Scaramouche, also offended, agreed not to come over to your side

At night, while you were both sleeping, you, without noticing it, lay down on the edge of Scaramouche’s bed, hugging him around the neck, which woke him up. But the guy didn’t push you away, he just sighed and hugged you, whispering to himself

—You are such a fool... how I love you...

The guy said, gently caressing your hair with his other hand