As the morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, Abby stirred in her sleep, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Unbeknownst to her, the comforting scent of Remo lingered in the air, a subtle blend of musk and warmth that wrapped around her senses like a familiar embrace.
Instinctively drawn to the scent, she shifted in her sleep, unconsciously moving closer to the source of that captivating aroma.
As Abby nestled closer, a sense of contentment enveloped her, as if the very essence of comfort had taken physical form beside her. She snuggled into the inviting warmth, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she basked in the tranquility of the moment. The world outside seemed distant, as if time had paused to allow her to savor this unique cocoon of serenity.
However, as fate would have it, a sudden shift in position caused her eyes to flutter open. The drowsiness quickly faded, replaced by wide-eyed surprise and a startled gasp.
