The first rays of sunlight streamed through the curtains, painting the room in a soft golden glow. I blinked my eyes open, adjusting to the light, and for a moment, I just watched Aeliana sleep.
She looked so peaceful, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, her lips slightly parted, her hair fanned out across the pillow like a halo.
It was a rare treat to see her like this—completely at ease and without a care in the world.
I couldn't help but smile as I leaned down and pressed a feather-light kiss to her forehead. She stirred slightly but didn't wake, murmuring something incoherent that made me chuckle softly.
I decided I'd let her sleep a bit longer. After all, she deserved it. And what better way to wake her up than with a surprise breakfast?
