Nicole stirred awake, her eyes fluttering open to find herself nestled in soft sheets, her naked body comfortably covered in the warmth of their bed. The sun was still high in the sky, filtering through the curtains in thin beams, bathing the room in a gentle glow. She blinked slowly, taking in her surroundings. The familiar warmth of Jasper's room—their room now—welcomed her, though something about it felt slightly different, more personal, more hers.
Sitting up, she noticed a vanity across the room, adorned with flowers of various hues, their vibrant colors lighting up the space. On the other side, an easel stood, a small corner dedicated to painting—an area where she could retreat to clear her mind and create. A soft smile touched her lips as she took in the thoughtful touches, realizing Jasper had prepared this for her.
