Aiden's POV:
Ah, mornings. They've always been my refuge—quiet, disciplined, predictable. No alarms necessary; my body clock has been waking me up at precisely 5:30 AM for years. Today was supposed to be no different, except... I woke up married.
For a blissful moment, I forgot that I wasn't alone in my room. The peace was shattered when a muffled voice grumbled from somewhere near the couch, "Keep it down."
Right. She was there.
Alexia, my newly minted wife, had taken over the couch after a rather ridiculous debate about sleeping arrangements the night before. She had fallen asleep quickly—complete with light snoring—and I had finally managed to get some rest myself. But now, as I moved around the room to gather my things, she had the audacity to complain.
