Celeste woke up to a scene that felt all too familiar.

She was still nestled in the soft, expansive bed, sunlight peeking through slightly parted curtains, casting a gentle golden glow across the room.

At the bedside, a familiar figure lay sprawled.

Nathaniel's profile was in full view, his usually stern features relaxed in sleep.

His long eyelashes shielded his typically piercing gaze, giving him an unusually tender appearance.

Unable to resist, Celeste reached ...