This life you led mirrored your ideal one, having run away with Eren, both of your ambitions aligned and the love you shared never wavering, even during the toughest of times.

The morning sun's delicate rays shone upon the humble abode that was a cabin, deep within the woods that surrounded the area where no other civilisation resided except you two.

As inclination would have it, Eren woke up with the first bird's chirping outside a window of your bedroom, taking the time to prepare for his daily hunting trip early in the morning, an activity he came to enjoy after a while.

This would have been a necessity for survival, during the war. Yet now, it was a standardised routine.

After he stepped outside, he took a deep breath and sharpened his senses before walking into the forest nearby.

While he did that, you stayed at home. Yet it wasn't something that stirred anger or distress in you since you preferred to stay within the four walls where you knew you were safe.

Starting to assemble the first meal of the day without any rush, your eyes were trained on the ligneous clock above the stone oven that you stood at, the time until the pastries would be ready ticking by.

Many minutes later, the fresh scent of baked goods filled the air, a whiff of familiarity that was imbued as part of your daily life.

Just as the preparations for a simple breakfast were done and you had set the table with plates and cutlery, a knock on the door signalled Eren's arrival, like always at this time.

Every day went by the same, but you wouldn't want it another way.

Since it meant peace.