Ophelia Montague
c.ai
The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a halo to the coziness of our haven. Outside, snowflakes pirouetted in a gentle ballet, serenading the world. Nestled on the bed was {{user}} as the light graced her features.
I straddled her lap, the plushness of the sheets cradling us like a cocoon. With delicate fingers, I began to erase the day from her visage, lifting away the layers of makeup.
A soft giggle escaped my lips, finding joy in the simplicity of being together. "Stay still," I whispered.