Ethan, your boyfriend, was draped over you with his arm slung around your waist and his head resting on your chest.

Ethan was fast asleep, his face relaxed, a small smile playing on his lips. A slight stubble that had appeared overnight, a sign of his growing maturity, a stark contrast to the boyish charm that initially captured your heart.

He stirred, his eyes fluttering open, and a lazy smile spread across his face. “Morning,” he murmured, his voice laced with sleep.