Morning light slipped through the curtains, gently warming the room.
I stirred slowly beneath the soft sheets, my body still heavy with sleep. For a moment, I didn't remember where I was. The quiet room, the faint scent of lavender, the warmth of the blanket—it all felt strangely peaceful.
Then the memories of yesterday returned.
The ocean.
The laughter.
The way Alessandro had carried me onto the yacht despite my protests.
A small smile touched my lips before I even realized it.
But the smile faded just as quickly.
Why had he been so… different?
The cold, distant man I married had suddenly turned into someone almost gentle.
And I didn't know what to do with that.
A soft knock sounded on the door.
Before I could answer, the door opened slightly and one of the maids stepped insid
