As the early morning sunlight crept into Dahlia's office, it cast a warm glow over the peaceful scene before it. Dahlia and William lay entwined on the couch, their bodies wrapped in a gentle embrace. William's arms cradled Dahlia protectively, as if even in slumber, he feared losing her. His face was serene, his breathing slow and steady, and his chest rose and fell with each gentle breath.
Dahlia stirred, her body shifting slightly as she turned to face him. Her eyes fluttered open, and she was met with the sight of William's peaceful slumber. A soft smile spread across her lips as she took in the gentle curve of his eyebrows, the slight parting of his lips, and the gentle rise and fall of his chest. She gazed at him with a sense of wonder, her heart filled with love and adoration.
