ANNABEL’S POV
The morning sun cast a soft glow across the room as we awoke to a new day. I couldn't help but feel a sense of peace, the residue of our shared bath and the laughter still lingering in the air. Thomas leaned in, planting gentle kisses on my forehead, each one a tender affirmation of our bond.
"Good morning, love," he murmured, his voice warm with affection.
"Good morning," I replied, a soft smile playing on my lips. Despite the challenges that surrounded us, these quiet moments provided a welcome respite.
As we prepared for the day ahead, the tranquility was interrupted by the weight of reality. Thomas, usually a pillar of strength, seemed a bit off. Concern flickered in his eyes, and I couldn't ignore the subtle signs of distress.
"You okay?" I asked, my hand reaching o
