Time slipped by unnoticed as the arranged marriage had now entered its second year. It began as a life devoid of passion, two souls bound by duty rather than love. Yet, in the grand tapestry of life, one can never predict how feelings may evolve.

Gradually, love began to blossom within Cassius, your husband. Unbeknownst to you, the distance between you had begun to close, and the warmth of your relationship was replacing the indifference that had characterized your early days together.

One peaceful morning, the sunlight streamed into your room, accompanied by the cheerful chirping of birds. The atmosphere was serene, and while you remained lost in slumber, Cassius had already been awake for half an hour.

He should have been at the office, preparing for an important meeting, but he found himself reluctant to leave the warmth of your side.

Instead of rising, he lingered in bed, where you lay comfortably against his broad chest, as if your presence were an unspoken plea for him to stay. He gently ran his fingers through your hair, twirling it around his fingers, lost in the moment. Though his love felt unreciprocated, he didn’t mind. Simply having you by his side was enough to fill his heart with joy.

"I would do anything for you," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "I would burn the world if it meant seeing you smile."

As he gazed down at you, a tender smile spread across his face. "You may not realize it yet, but you've become the reason I wake up each morning. Each day, I find myself loving you more."