Raziel POV
Gently, I allowed my eyelids to part, and a genuine smile slowly curved my lips. There she lay, an embodiment of tranquility, right by my side. It was almost surreal – I had to question whether I had truly emerged from the depths of a dream. The morning light, tender and diffused, danced through the curtains, casting a gentle radiance upon her serene countenance.
As if in harmony with my gaze, Alexa began to stir, her eyelashes fluttering delicately as she transitioned into wakefulness. An impulse guided my arms to encircle her from behind, pulling her in for an embrace that spoke volumes. A soft, melodic chuckle escaped her lips, like a delightful serenade in the hushed embrace of dawn.
"Somebody is affectionate this morning," she teased, her voice still bearing the traces
