The soft rays of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm golden light across the room.
The birds had just begun their morning song, faint chirps echoing through the open window.
Elize lay on her side, her hair slightly tousled from sleep, as she lazily stroked through Brandon's hair.
Her fingers moved tenderly, almost absentmindedly, caressing his scalp in a gentle rhythm as she stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Brandon, nestled against her chest, murmured faintly in his sleep, nuzzling deeper.
One of his arms was wrapped firmly around her waist, while the other had settled comfortably over her breast.
His palm had unconsciously curled around the soft flesh during the night, squeezing it slightly as he woke up.
Elize exhaled slowly as she smiled wryly.
"Hmm... still such a clingy sleeper," she whispered, gazing down at him.
Her hand, still stroking his head, paused for a moment to tuck a few stray strands of his dark hair behind his ear.
