The next morning, sunlight streamed gently through the curtains, creating a warm, golden haze in the room. I blinked awake slowly, the remnants of last night's laughter and sweet moments flowing through my mind like a delightful melody.
My heart felt light, buoyed by the joy of the dance-off and the unexpected connection that had grown between Ciara and me.
It felt like waking up into a new chapter a fresh possibility where friendship might effortlessly transform into something more.
As my eyes adjusted to the light, I noticed a soft weight against my side. Turning slightly, I saw Ciara curled up next to me, her hair fanned out like a halo around her head.
Her face was peaceful, features softened in sleep, an expression of serenity that brought a smile to my lips. The previous night's energy still lingered in the air, creating a cocoon around us where laughter and joy danced softly like the morning light.
