The coastal morning came quietly, with the sun spilling over the horizon and the soft sound of waves brushing the shore. Arielle woke early, as she usually did, but today there was a different kind of energy lingering in the house. She moved slowly out of bed, careful not to wake Kairo.
He was still asleep, curled slightly on his side, his arm stretched out over the sheet, his breathing steady. Arielle paused for a moment, taking in the sight of him. Even after everything, even after all the pain and mistakes, he had become a part of her life she couldn’t imagine being without. She smiled softly to herself, feeling a calm warmth in her chest.
She went to the kitchen quietly, preparing a simple breakfast, the way they had started to enjoy mornings together, with no rush and no schedules,
