Seren froze for a moment, taken completely off guard by Lennon's solution—this was the last thing she'd expected.
Something about it felt off, though she couldn't quite put her finger on what.
Her nose was pressed against Lennon's chest; the warmth of his embrace was almost overwhelming.
They were so close that she could feel his breath grazing her ear, soft and ticklish.
Her heart thudded wildly in her chest, like a startled fawn darting through the woods.
She made no move to push him away. Instead, she found herself accepting his arms around her with a strange, calm acceptance.
Then, out of nowhere, a bizarre thought flashed through her mind: it was as if she'd been waiting for Lennon to hold her all along.
Realizing this, her cheeks burned with embarrassment, and she didn't dare look up.
Her mind was a tangled, swirling mess—like a pot of soup left to simmer and bubble, impossible to sort out.
Suddenly, she remembered last night's dream—Lennon had kissed her forehead.
She hadn't been sure before if it was a dream or reality, but now she was certain: it was only a dream.
Daytime thoughts become nighttime dreams. Even in her sleep, her heart had given her hints—
She had feelings for Lennon that went beyond friendship.
She didn't know when she'd started acting so lovesick—this wasn't like her at all.
This strange emotion left her both bewildered and out of her depth.
It felt like "liking" him, but not quite in the same way Nadine had once described.
Maybe it was just that Lennon really was that wonderful.
A man as considerate, flawless, and emotionally supportive as Lennon—what woman could ever resist him?
At some point, she drifted off to sleep in Lennon's arms.
That night, she slept soundly, undisturbed by strange dreams.
The next morning, after breakfast and a short session practicing her handwriting, Lennon drove her to the set.
This was, in many ways, a private matter for Seren. When they arrived, Lennon, ever the gentleman, asked, "Would you like me to walk with you?"

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