Maya

As the rays of the morning sun touched my face, I stirred reluctantly, waking despite having no desire to face the day. Turning my head, I saw Jackson still asleep, his small form curled under the duvet. I stood, careful not to disturb him, and pulled the curtains closed to keep the light at bay. Leaning down, I tucked the covers snugly around him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek before heading to the bathroom.

Freshening up, I made my way downstairs, my steps heavy and ...