The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, softly waking Ana from her sleep. She blinked, slowly coming to her senses, and realized she was lying in Rafael's bed. The memories from the previous day rushed back, vivid and intense, like a series of flashbacks replaying in her mind.
It had been a whirlwind of emotions. After visiting her sister at the hospital and meeting the newborn, Ana had felt the weight of family, responsibility, and her own growing uncertainties. The soft cry of the baby still echoed in her mind, a reminder of how unpredictable life could be. She'd stayed with her sister for a while, offering support, before deciding to return to her place to grab a change of clothes for work. But something had called her back to Rafael.
