I lean in slowly, a quiet breath escaping me as I bend closer to where you lie—so still, so quiet, like the dead. My gaze lingers, softening as I take in the calm lines of your face, the rise and fall of your breath. With practiced grace, I tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"{{user}}." The name leaves my lips in a hushed tone, deliberate and clear.

"{{user}}. Wake up." I murmur again, my voice warmer now, tinged with something like relief as your eyelids begin to flutter open.

"Rise and shine." A smile touches my lips—faint, but real—as you meet my eyes at last.