She woke up with the man she was about to marry, sleeping peacefully beside her. She stared at his face and wondered if he did ever dream of her. He did not seem to have a hard time sleeping.
She rarely saw him stay up late at night unless they were doing some activity. She did not even notice him having a bad dream as she used to have.
"Good morning." She barely uttered in a whisper, careful not to wake him up.
She moved out of bed and grabbed her robe, walking in the direction of the balcony adjacent to their room. She stepped out of the double doors, looking at the vast ocean in front of her.
She immediately felt the gentle breeze of the fresh air as it touched her face. She savored the feeling of the wind blowing on her skin. She held on to the rails, leaning a bit forward as she admired the magnificence of the rising sun on the east.
