Vincent's POV
I woke up feeling very relaxed and calm. For the first time in a decade, I was able to sleep this long without having a fierce conversation with Brute or the constant migraines and the trembling of my hands. It all disappeared, vanished just because she was here.
I stared at her small frame, she looked completely pure, harmless and gorgeous.
As I gaze at her serene form, my heart swells with pride and tenderness. She lies on her side, her delicate shoulders relaxed, and her hands curled into gentle fists. I walked towards the windows and parted the curtains to allow just a bit of light to spill into the room.
The soft, golden light of the morning sun dances across her face, illuminating the gentle contours of her cheeks and the faint, peaceful smile on her lips. How stin
