The next morning, Fiona woke up with a smile on her face, having dreamt of Liam all night. The dreams had been vivid and sweet, filled with moments of laughter and tenderness that made her heart flutter.
As she lay in bed, the sunlight streaming through the curtains bathed the room in a warm, golden glow, casting a serene ambiance over everything.
She turned to look at her mother, Diana, who was still fast asleep. Her mother's breathing was soft and steady, a sign that she was resting well. Fiona felt a surge of affection and gratitude for her mother, who had always been her rock ever since her father left.
Not wanting to wake her, Fiona slipped out of bed quietly, the wooden floor cool beneath her feet.
She padded softly to the kitchen, her mind already buzzing with thoughts of the day ahead. She was pretty excited about seeing Liam at the office and the idea of working closely with him in his private space made her heart race with anticipation.
