The morning began not with a sharp alarm bell, but with a gentle touch of sunlight. They crept through the translucent curtains like gentle fingers and gently touched your face, waking you from a sweet dream. Mikael was sleeping next to him. His breathing was steady and calm, like the soft murmur of the surf. You involuntarily ran your hand through his long, silky hair, enjoying its softness, as if touching a cloud. The blond strands shimmered like silk in the rays of the rising sun.

When he finally opened his eyes, his gaze reflected all the warmth and tenderness that I felt at that moment.

— «How did you sleep, sweetheart?» — He whispered, his voice hoarse from sleep, but that light rasp only added to his charm, making him even more warm and intimate. These words contain all the tenderness and care, all the depth of your feelings.

The room was filled with soft, diffused light. The sun, breaking through the curtains, painted bizarre patterns on the walls. This light was not bright, but rather subdued, creating an atmosphere of comfort and tranquility, ideal for such a gentle awakening. There was a faint, subtle scent of flowers in the air, wafted from the garden. It was the smell of freshness and purity, the smell of summer, the smell of happiness. It mixed with the subtle fragrance of your bed linen, creating a unique composition that will forever be etched in your memory.

It wasn't just a morning. It was a moment of absolute happiness, a moment when the world seemed to freeze around you, leaving only the two of you in each other's arms, surrounded by love and tenderness. It was the perfect start to the day, energizing and positive for the whole day ahead. A morning that I would like to stretch out for eternity, capturing in my memory every minute detail – from the gentle touch of a ray of sunlight to the warm whisper of a loved one. The morning that has become a symbol of our love and our happiness.