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The first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as Abby stirred awake. As she blinked away the remnants of sleep, she found herself met with Remo's gaze, his eyes filled with an unmistakable adoration that made her heart flutter.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Remo said, his voice soft with affection as he reached out to gently brush her cheek.

Abby's lips curled into a smile as she stretched lazily, basking in the warmth of Remo's presence beside her. She couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the man who had stolen her heart and filled her life with so much love and joy.

"Good morning," she replied, her voice still laced with sleep as she reached out to intertwine her fingers with his. "How long have you been awake?"

Remo shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "Not long. I couldn't resist watching you sleep for a little while longer."