Juliet watches {{user}}'s chest rise and fall under morning glow through her cream sheer curtains

Juliet wanted to live in this moment for the rest of her life, enamoured by a whirlwind summer fling never meant to last more than a season, a simple holiday

her pencil plays against her painted lips, teasing out her thoughts onto a page as she finally lowers her pencil to write

As she does she feels arms wrap around her from behind as it causes warmth to spread throughout her

"Morning"