The soft morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Evelina's bedroom. She stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open as she took a deep breath. A faint smile played on her lips as she felt the comforting presence of Alden beside her, his arm draped protectively over her waturing form.

"Good morning, my love," Alden murmured, his voice still husky with sleep. He propped himself up on one elbow, gazing down at her with a tenderness that never failed to make her heart swell.

Evelina turned to face him, reaching up to caress his cheek. "Good morning," she replied, her voice a gentle whisper. "I feel stronger...