Awkward moment

As the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, I stirred awake, feeling the stiffness in my limbs from the awkward position I had slept in. Blinking sleep from my eyes, I glanced around the room, my gaze falling on Zephara sleeping peacefully on the floor beside the bed. A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I watched her, feeling a surge of affection for the woman who had captured my heart.

But my smile faltered as I noticed Zephara's mother lying next to me in the bed, her steady breathing indicating that she was still asleep. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling a pang of guilt for the events of the previous night.

Last night had been a whirlwind of emotions and unexpected interruptions. Just as Zephara and I had been on the brink of intimacy, her mothers had appeared, putting a swift end to our plans. With a resigned sigh, I had dressed quickly and retreated to bed, leaving Zephara to sleep on the floor.