The following morning, the sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow on Adonis and Rosy's faces. They stirred, their bodies feeling refreshed after a night of restful sleep.
Adonis reached out and took Rosy's hand, his touch gentle and reassuring. She turned to him, her eyes sparkling with sleepiness. "Good morning," she murmured, her voice soft and sweet.
They shared a tender kiss, their bodies pressed together. The warmth of their embrace chased away the last remnants of sleepiness.
After a moment of intimacy, they got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. They took a refreshing shower, the warm water washing away the sleepiness. As they dried off, they could hear the sounds of the city waking up, the distant honking of cars and the chatter of people.
