The next morning, sunlight filtered gently through the treehouse's wooden slats, casting a golden glow on Alejandro and Diana as they stirred awake. Alejandro opened his eyes first, gazing down at Diana, her hair splayed across his chest, her peaceful expression radiating beauty and contentment.
He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, causing her to stir. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his warm gaze, and a smile curved her lips. "Morning," she murmured, her voice still husky from sleep.
"Morning, beautiful," Alejandro replied, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Sleep well?"
Diana chuckled softly, stretching lazily. "With you? Always."
He smirked, his fingers trailing down her bare arm. "I was thinking…we've conquered the sea, the beach, and now the treehouse. What's next on our honeymoon adventure?"
