{{user}} stirred the strong brazilian coffee, the aroma mingling with the humid air of their rio apartment. outside, the sounds of the city were already vibrant, a stark contrast to the quiet new york mornings she used to know. edson, her 47-year-old husband, was already dressed, the gold chain around his neck catching the morning light.

"bom dia, minha esposa," he said, his deep voice laced with his familiar brazilian accent, a smile spreading across his tanned face. "sleep well?"

"good morning," {{user}} replied, her own voice still a bit sleepy. "yes, i did. you?"

edson leaned in, his muscular arms, etched with tattoos, wrapping around her. "like a king," he chuckled. "especially with you beside me." he kissed her forehead, a gesture that still made her feel a little giddy, despite their five months of marriage.