The morning light filtered through the curtains of the small house on the hill, casting a soft, golden glow over everything. I lay there, watching Elena sleep, her face peaceful and serene. It was moments like these that made everything worthwhile.
I could see the subtle rise and fall of her chest, the way her hair splayed out over the pillow, and the gentle curve of her lips. She was breathtaking, and I couldn't help but feel a swell of love and protectiveness.
I knew we needed to start packing to head back to our main house, but I wanted to savor this moment a little longer. These past two days in the mountains had been magical. They had given us a chance to reconnect, away from the chaos of our usual lives.
