"Chris, aren't you going to have dinner?" Rosaline came into the room to call Christian for dinner only to see him sleeping peacefully."Are you just resting or sleeping?" Rosaline gently asked getting closer to him, there's no response from him, through which she figured out he must be tired and fallen asleep with the laptop in his lap.The room was quiet, apart from the steady rise and fall of Christian’s breathing, without making a sound, she removed the laptop and placed it aside, covered him with a blanket to keep him warm.Unlike his usual tensed face, while sleeping he looked totally like an angelic beauty to Rosaline, "You must've been born as a girl with these looks, I'm sure men might've gone crazy for your beauty! Too bad, born as a man, but still beauty of a woman is nothing in front of you." The faint moonlight slipping through the curtains softened his face, highlighting the sharp cut of his jaw, the curve of his lashes, and the faint crease that lingered even in sleep.