"A MORNING OF LOVE"

When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I felt was Marius's embrace, his strong arms wrapped around me protectively. His face was so close to mine that I could feel his warm breath against my skin. He was still sleeping soundly, his expression serene and peaceful, like a baby lost in the sweetest of dreams. I couldn't help but smile at how perfect he looked in this vulnerable state.

I raised my hand, my fingers gently tracing the outline of his perfect, straight nose, marveling at the sharp lines and soft curves that made up his handsome face. He was so incredibly pleasant to look at, a true work of art. Every time I gazed upon him, I felt a wave of gratitude wash over me, grateful for the serendipity that had brought us together. I was indeed lucky that he had chosen me, that we had chosen each other.

After a few moments of silently admiring him, I found myself unable to resist the urge to get closer. I leaned in and softly kissed his cheek, feeling the gentle tickle of his