I woke up before the sun had fully risen, the room still cloaked in a soft, dim light. As my eyes adjusted, they fell upon Elena's naked body beside me, her curves bathed in the gentle morning glow.
She looked so peaceful, so utterly beautiful, that I couldn't resist the urge to reach out and gently brush a strand of hair from her face. The sight of her stirred something deep within me, a profound sense of love and gratitude.
Deciding to surprise her with breakfast, I carefully slipped out of bed, making sure not to disturb her. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt, the fabric cool against my skin. I tiptoed out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, the hardwood floors creaking slightly under my feet.