I ran out of things to do.

I had looked around the house, went from room to room, scanned the library that didn't seem to have an end of shelves , and taken a short nap.

But he was still sleeping.

Hours must've passed. The day didn't seem to have an end.

I sat in front of him and contemplated on waking him. I noticed his long white lashes, and well chiseled face , and some stray silver hair that fell over his eyes and cheeks.

"What a breathtaking sight" I...