When we arrived home, we exchanged loving words and prepared to end the night together. As I lay in bed, I couldn't help but smile, feeling content and at peace. The warmth of Yura beside me, her steady breathing, and the lingering magic of our evening all blended into a cocoon of comfort. My mind drifted to dreams of our future, lulled by the tranquility of the night.
The next morning, the sunlight filtering through the curtains woke me gently. I stretched, feeling a pleasant soreness from the previous day's work and the emotional rollercoaster we had been on. Yura had already slipped out of bed, likely off to one of her early morning meetings. I took my time getting up, savoring the silence and the lingering scent of Yura's perfume on the sheets.
