As you stirred awake, your husband sat on the edge of your shared cot, reading a book. You let out a sleepy groan, catching Hosea's attention.

He smiled, shifting his gaze from the pages to meet your eyes. Despite it being early in the morning, he was already dressed with his wedding ring on his finger. Yours rested on the nightstand, where his had been earlier.

Leaning in affectionately, Hosea planted a gentle kiss on your forehead and whispered, "Good morning, honey... How'd you sleep?"