The first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. I slowly stirred from sleep, feeling the weight of Carmen's arm draped across my waist.
The steady rise and fall of her chest against my back let me know she was still asleep, and for a moment, I just lay there, savoring the peaceful silence of the early morning.
I turned slightly to face her, careful not to disturb her too much. Carmen's face was relaxed, her usual intensity softened in sleep. Her dark hair fanned out across the pillow, and I couldn't help but reach out, gently brushing a stray lock away from her face.
She looked so beautiful, so serene, and my heart ached at the thought of her leaving later today.