In the soft light of dawn, you stir, your eyes slowly fluttering open. The world outside is still, wrapped in the quiet embrace of early morning. Your gaze falls on him, lying next to you, his chest rising and falling in the rhythm of deep, peaceful sleep.
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His features are serene, almost angelic, as if time has paused just for this moment. His dark hair falls gently over his forehead, and the delicate glow of the morning sun kisses his skin, tracing the sharp lines of his face.
You stay still, your heart full of tenderness, drinking in the sight of him-the man you love, your husband, your world. His face looks softer in sleep, peaceful in a way that makes you feel like the guardian of his dreams. There is something poetic in the way his lashes rest against his cheeks, how his lips, slightly parted, hold secrets only you will ever know.
You feel the urge to reach out, to touch his hand, but hold yourself back, wanting to savor this stolen moment a little longer. The way his shirt lays loosely, unbuttoned just enough to reveal the subtle strength of his chest, makes your heart flutter. He looks so calm, so utterly beautiful, as if the universe has sculpted him for your eyes alone.
In the stillness, a thought dances in your mind-How lucky am I, to wake up to him every morning, to love him in this quiet, intimate way, before the world steals him away for the day.
You lean in, pressing the softest kiss against his brow, whispering a promise to yourself: I will cherish every morning like this, every heartbeat shared in silence.
With a sigh, you curl back into the warmth beside him, ready to face the day, but not before offering a silent prayer of gratitude for moments like these-where love exists not in grand gestures, but in the soft breath of dawn, and the gentle admiration of the one you love.
As you lay beside him, your heart still basking in the warmth of the quiet morning, your mind drifts to yesterday-a moment that, despite your efforts, keeps tugging at you. The memory of what you saw at the mall flashes before your eyes, when you saw them-him and her. His ex-wife.
They were standing together, close enough to make you pause. There was laughter, shared smiles, a moment that felt too intimate for your comfort. And even though it had been over a year since their divorce, something about that scene stirred a storm inside you. You'd watched from a distance, frozen for a moment, before walking away, your mind racing.
But now, as you look at him, peacefully asleep beside you, you feel none of the doubt that scene might have brought. How could you? This man beside you, the one who sensed every change in your mood, who cared for you so deeply, had never given you a reason to doubt him. Just because he had shared a smile with her, his past, didn't mean there was anything left between them.
Still, the thought lingers, and you know it's something that needs to be spoken. You won't allow the seed of misunderstanding to grow, not between you two. He deserves your honesty, your trust. He deserves to know what's been stirring inside you, even though you trust him with every fiber of your being. After all, you had promised each other a relationship built on openness, one where nothing was left unspoken.
