She wouldn't be unhappy, would she?

It was already six o’clock in the morning when Stella woke up. The sun was slowly rising. Stella slowly opened her eyes and tried to move her arm, but she felt her arm was numb. Only then she realized that she can’t move her arm because it was pressed down by someone. Stella tried her best to turn over and look at RK, who was still in his sleep and pressing her arm under his body. Stella reached out a finger and traced RK’s facial features. RK, who was on high alert, frowned, but he didn’t wake up. He just hugged her more tightly in his arms and continue to sleep. Stella looked at RK. He must have been too tired, or perhaps it was because he had slept too late last night that he had fallen asleep so soundly. Stella gently pushed RK’s hand away and crept out of bed. She wanted to lift the curtain, but she was afraid that the light would come in and disturb RK. Stella quietly opened the door and found the room where Kaylee had been locked up yesterday according to her memory. Stella open