The next morning, I woke up with the first light of dawn filtering through the curtains. Lise was still asleep beside me, her breathing deep and even. I lay there for a moment, watching her, feeling a sense of peace wash over me. There was something incredibly soothing about waking up in her arms, and I realized it was something I could easily get used to.
Lise looked serene in her sleep, a small smile playing on her lips. Her hair was tousled, falling across her face in a way that made her look even more beautiful. I resisted the urge to brush it back, not wanting to wake her just yet. Instead, I carefully disentangled myself from her embrace, moving slowly so as not to disturb her.
