EDWARD
I was seated in my office at the Palace, the weight of official duties beginning to ease as I finally neared the end of the paperwork. But even with royal affairs swirling around me, my thoughts kept drifting to her.
April.
Her smile haunted me in the best way—sunlight and mischief wrapped into one. Her laugh echoed like a melody in the quiet chambers of my mind. And those lips... soft, warm, unforgettable.
What was she doing now?
I reached for my phone, the decision made almost unconsciously. The line rang a few times before I heard her.
"Hmm?" she mumbled, voice thick with sleep.
Heavens, that sleepy voice. It hit me like a wave of warmth. I could imagine her tangled in her sheets, hair all messy, cheeks puffed from slumber. Adorable.
I chuckled softly. "Love, wake up. It
