Soft morning light filtered through the gossamer curtains, casting delicate patterns across the room.
Amid the tangled covers a woman was lying, the violet strands of her tousled hair fanning out across the pillow.
One bare leg was poking out from beneath the sheets, her skin bathed in the morning glow.
A faint murmur escaped her lips as her body stirred.
She raised her arms and stretched as her spine arched.
Her shoulders rolled back with the stretch, and she let her arms flop down afterward with a satisfied sigh, blinking slowly at the ceiling.
Her sleepy violet eyes shimmered faintly with the reflected sunlight.
She turned her head toward the nightstand and reached out blindly, her fingers brushing against her mobile.
She brought the phone to her face and pressed the power button with her thumb.
The lock screen lit up and her gaze softened instantly.
