The next morning, the golden rays of the sun filtered through the curtains, gently coaxing me awake. I blinked sleepily, feeling the warmth of Tristan's body beside me. His steady breathing and the soft rise and fall of his chest reminded me of the peace I found in his presence.
Stretching my limbs, I sat up and glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was still early, but the day awaited with its promises and challenges. With a sigh, I reluctantly slid out of bed, careful not to disturb Tristan's slumber. He stirred slightly, mumbling something unintelligible before settling back into a peaceful sleep. As I made my way to the bathroom to freshen up, thoughts of the day ahead flooded my mind. What kind of training I'll be doing, meeting with Billie to speak with Dallas, Iris' warning, h
