The first rays of sunlight filtered through the shabby, thin curtains, casting a warm glow on Laura's face. She stirred, groaning softly as she twisted and turned. Finally, her eyes fluttered open, and she was greeted by the sight of Leonardo sitting beside her bed. His scarlet eyes watched her intently, a soft smile playing on his lips.
"Good morning," he said, his voice smooth and gentle. He leaned forward and kissed the back of her hand tenderly without breaking their gazes.
Laura smiled back at him. For someone who might have been up all night long, he looked even more rested than she was.
Witches needed as much sleep as humans after all, but they lived longer lives. Laura's lips parted to speak but she was interrupted by the sound of commotion outside. She hastily sat up in bed, t
