The first light of dawn crept quietly through the sheer curtains, brushing against the edges of the room in soft, golden streaks. For a moment, I lay still, letting the warmth wash over me, listening to the subtle rhythm of the house waking. Outside, the faint chirping of birds mingled with the distant hum of the city stirring to life, yet inside, it felt as if the world had shrunk to this single, fragile space. Damien’s presence lingered like a tangible force beside me, even though he wasn’t in the bed yet.
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the soft brightness. The night’s heat still clung to me, a tingling reminder of the closeness we had shared, the electricity that crackled silently whenever he was near. My body felt restless even in the calm, as though it remembered more than
