Lucius admired his wife's serene beauty as she lay in a deep slumber. His heart swelled with affection, and a silent vow echoed in his mind. 'I want to be yours in every lifetime. The connection we share goes beyond words. I won't let my past cast shadows over your happiness. I promise.'
He delicately brushed a few strands of hair from her face, his fingers trailing softly before his hand rested on her cheek.
Layla's eyes showed movement as she stirred awake from her sleep. She blinked a few times before focusing on Lucius. "Umm... Lucius," she murmured sleepily, shifting closer to him as if drawn by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "Good morning."
Lucius leaned in and pressed a tender kiss on her forehead. "Good morning, my wife," he whispered, his voice filled with warmth.
Her lips curved into a soft smile. "What time is it?" she asked, her voice still laced with sleep.
Lucius glanced over at the wall clock. "It's 10 a.m.," he said casually.
