Rose PoV
The first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the bedroom. I blinked awake, slowly coming to terms with the gentle warmth enveloping me. As I stirred, I felt the familiar presence beside me—Saffron, my handsome and strong husband. He lay there, his strong arms wrapped protectively around me, his chest rising and falling rhythmically in a peaceful slumber.
I couldn't help but smile as I nestled deeper into his embrace. How did a girl like me get so lucky? I thought, feeling a swell of gratitude wash over me. Saffron was everything I had ever dreamed of—kind, brave, and fiercely loyal. He had a way of making me feel safe, cherished, and loved, even when the world outside could be so unpredictable and daunting.
