As the soft morning light seeped through the parted curtains, Sasha stirred, slowly awakening from a deep slumber. Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the gentle brightness that filled the room. As she stretched her limbs beneath the cozy blankets, she became aware of a warm weight beside her. Turning her head, she discovered Adam, his eyes fixed upon her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.
"Sasha," he whispered, his voice hushed yet filled with a tenderness that tugged at her heartstrings.
Startled but curious, Sasha propped herself up on her elbow, her gaze locked with Adam's. "Why were you staring at me like that?"
A soft smile graced Adam's lips, his eyes shining with affection. "I'm sorry if I startled you, love. I am watching over you. You are sick, and I couldn't bear the thought of leaving your side."
