As the night's shadows faded, the gentle embrace of dawn appeared, casting a soft glow that announced the arrival of the morning after a long night.
Throughout the entire night, John slept with his head tucked under Lucia's comforter.
His alarm clock was the only thing that managed to get in the way of his cuddling. He disregarded it at first, but because he did not stop it, the phone kept ringing.
Reluctantly, he reached for his phone from beside him and turned it off, but before he could process it all, the brilliant morning light streamed into his eyes.
He wondered for a brief moment, "Where the fuck am I? Do not let it be known that this is the paradise that so many have spoken of. I can not be dead, Goddamn it!”