The next morning, I woke up with the first light of dawn filtering through the heavy curtains. Lydia lay beside me, her breathing soft and even. She looked absolutely gorgeous, even in the soft, early morning light.
Her hair was spread out on the pillow, her skin glowing with a gentle radiance. She was naked, the sheets draped artfully over her body, highlighting her curves. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of her. She looked too good to be true.
Leaning over, I kissed her forehead softly, not wanting to wake her just yet. She stirred slightly but didn't wake up. I slipped out of bed quietly, making my way to the shower. The warm water cascaded over me, washing away the remnants of sleep and leaving me feeling refreshed and ready for the day.
