Ethan's POV
I woke to the sound of birds chirping and soft morning light filtering through the curtains. The space beside me was empty, but the sheets still held Stella's warmth. The aroma of fresh coffee drifted in from somewhere, beckoning me out of bed.
I pulled on shorts and a T-shirt, following the scent to find Stella on the balcony. She was wrapped in my black silk robe, her hair slightly messy from sleep, holding a steaming mug between her hands. The morning sun caught her face just right, making her look almost ethereal.
"Morning, birthday girl." I stepped out onto the balcony, feeling the cool morning breeze against my skin.
She turned to face me, a lazy smile spreading across her face. "Morning," she murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.
I moved behind her, wrapping m
