When morning came, the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Emma stirred, her eyes slowly opening. She felt Tom's arms around her, holding her close, and a sense of peace washed over her.
Tom was already awake, his eyes filled with warmth as he looked down at her. "Good morning," he whispered, his voice gentle.
"Good morning," she replied, smiling up at him.
They lay there for a few moments, enjoying the quiet intimacy of the morning. But eventually, Emma knew she had to face the reality of her situation. She couldn't put off breaking up with Mark any longer. It wasn't fair to him, and it wasn't fair to her or Tom.
"I should go see Mark today," she said softly, breaking the silence. "I need to end things properly."
Tom nodded, his expre
