Sienna woke up to the soft warmth of the morning sun filtering through the curtains. Stretching her arms, she let out a contented sigh, blinking the sleep away from her eyes. 9 AM. The house was quiet, and the peacefulness of the moment made her smile.
She turned to her side and found Damian still asleep beside her. His dark hair was tousled from sleep, his face relaxed and peaceful. It was rare to see him this way—so unguarded, so serene. He looked almost cute, like a harmless little bunny.
The thought made her chuckle softly.
Her heart swelled as she gazed at him. She loved this man with every fiber of her being, and she would be damned if she ever ran away from him again.
She reached out, gently tapping his arm. "Damian."
He groaned in response, shifting slightly but not opening his eyes.
Sienna smirked. "Damian, wake up." She tapped him again.
Still, he didn’t move.