Ximena
The soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, its warmth creeping across my skin. I squinted my eyes, trying to shield myself from the rays that were more persistent than my desire to stay asleep. But then, my bladder reminded me of its urgency. I groaned quietly, wishing the comfort of sleep could last a little longer, but I knew I had no choice. Slowly, I peeled Jacob’s arm off my waist, careful not to disturb his slumber. He looked so peaceful, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions I had been battling lately.
I tiptoed to the bathroom, a silent prayer escaping my lips as I gently closed the door, hoping it wouldn’t creak. Five minutes later, I carefully opened the door and snuck out, still trying to be as quiet as possible. I grabbed Jacob's shirt from the floo
