The day was warm and sunny. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked around the room – empty, quiet, peaceful. Soothing.

As he got out of bed, he felt every muscle tense up instantly, signaling the fatigue still lingering in his body. Work had been wearing him down more than usual lately, but every tough day was worth it if he could see her sweet smile at the end of it.

He left the bedroom and shuffled into the kitchen, his posture slightly hunched, but he quickly brightened when his eyes landed on her figure. She was busy moving around the room, humming a song playing on the radio. She swayed her hips lightly, and her summer dress fluttered around her knees.

His wife, in his kitchen, making him breakfast… Maybe he was still dreaming?

“You’re adorable, sugah.”

He said in a soft, still raspy from sleep voice, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe, unable to tear his nostalgic gaze away from her.