Angela woke the next morning with a slow stretch, her body still wrapped in the gentle warmth of a soft duvet. Sunlight streamed in through the window, filling the room with a gentle glow.
She stretched, letting her fingers trail across the linens, her body still tingling from the memories of the previous night, the closeness, the quiet intimacy, the thrill of a promise Edmund had made before they'd fallen asleep. The lingering sensations brought a smile to her lips, along with a faint blush. Blinking in the early light filtering through her curtains, she reached to the other side of the bed, her fingers searching for him. But she found only cool sheets.
A tiny frown creased her brow. For as long as she could remember, Edmund had made a habit of being close when she woke up. This m
