Call From India. (1/2)

The next morning, Jack woke up to the soft rays of sunlight streaming through the curtains. Beside him lay Katrina, her serene face resting peacefully on the pillow. For a moment, he simply watched her, her beauty radiant even in her sleep. A fleeting thought crossed his mind—he hadn't had time to meet with Maria recently. Maria, after all, was just a friend, while Katrina, although not officially yet, was the woman he considered his wife in every sense that mattered.