Damien entered the room, a warm smile spread across his face, his eyes shining with affection. Before him, Nora lay curled up, her delicate form wrapped in his shirt, her gentle snores a soothing serenade. The morning light danced across her face, illuminating her peaceful expression.

"Wake up, sleepyhead," Damien whispered, his voice husky with tenderness.

"Wake up, my love." Nora's eyelids fluttered open, her gaze foggy with sleep. As she saw Damien, her face lit up with a radiant smile, ...