I woke up before the sun fully crept into the room, the faint morning light casting soft shadows across the walls. Lucas was still asleep, breathing evenly and steady beside me. For a moment, I didn’t move, just lay there listening to the quietness of the house.
I was almost drifting off again when a sharp knock on the door startled me fully awake. My heart skipped, and I carefully slipped off the bed, scared the noise might wake Lucas. The last thing I wanted was to disrupt his sleep. He looked... peaceful, and adorable.
I pulled on my robe and walked softly to the door. When I opened it, the weekend cleaner stood there, her hands clasping an envelope.
“Good morning, ma’am,” she greeted with a polite nod. “I’m sorry to disturb you. I was going to clean quietly and leave, but I checked
