The morning light peeked gently over the horizon, slipping past the cracks in your bedroom curtains and spilling soft gold across the sheets. The warmth stirred you from sleep—earlier than you'd hoped—but the sight beside you made the wake-up worth it. Ellie was still curled up peacefully, her breath slow and steady, the light catching the angles of her face just right. Her hair was a mess from the night before, a few strands stuck to her cheek, but somehow she looked even more beautiful in this quiet moment than ever before. You laid there in silence, just watching her, grateful for mornings like this.