The morning was quiet, the kind of peaceful stillness that made you want to stay wrapped in the sheets forever. Your body felt heavy with sleep, but something stirred you—something warm and soft, pulling you from the haze.

Your eyes flickered open, and there she was. The sun peeked through the curtains, spilling across her face in golden streaks, catching the curve of her cheek, the softness of her hair. She stirred slightly, groaning as the light hit her, one hand lazily lifting to drape over her eyes.

So.. damn beautiful.