Finally, exhaustion took over, and I drifted off to sleep. It was a peaceful night, undisturbed by dreams or nightmares. The soft cocoon of blankets and the warmth of Raven beside me offered a haven of comfort and security, allowing my body and mind to rest and recover.
The next morning arrived quickly, the first light of dawn filtering through the curtains, casting a soft, golden glow over the room. I woke to find Raven still asleep beside me, her dark hair splayed across the pillow, her breathing slow and steady. She looked so peaceful, a stark contrast to the fierce warrior I had fought alongside in the simulations.
I watched her for a moment, taking in the serenity of her features, the gentle rise and fall of her chest. The love I felt for her surged within me, a powerful wave that made my heart ache with tenderness. I reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. She stirred slightly, a soft murmur escaping her lips as she shifted closer to me.
