The morning sunlight spilled through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. You stirred, half-awake, and noticed the quiet absence of movement beside you. The faint clatter of dishes and soft hum of a melody drifted from the kitchen, drawing your curiosity.

Before you could fully rise, the bedroom door opened. Alhaitham stepped in, holding a small, delicate flower. His presence filled the space with calm assurance. Without a word, he leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your lips, gentle and tender, lingering just long enough to make your heart flutter.

As he pulled back slightly, his voice broke the silence, quiet and warm: “Happy Birthday… I hope today is as bright as you.”