*Will*

The first thing I see when I open my eyes the next morning is Millie's beautiful face. The angled light from the window filters over her, giving her a soft, angelic glow. She looks so peaceful, I don't wish to wake her, yet I do want to begin discussing plans for the sinking with my brother and sister.

So, I disentangle myself from her warm, comfortable embrace and slip out of bed, turning to see her merely adjust herself sleepily and fall back into deep slumber. ...