MILDRED

MORNING PEACE

The bright and vibrant sun escaped the thick curtains in the room blinding my gaze the second I flickered my eyes open.

I stretched with a wide and audible yawn lifting my fingers to my eyes as I tried to run the sleep from my eyes.

But I was restrained from further movements by a pair of strong arms caging me in.

Tilting my head to the side, my eyes peered and settled on Enid's face. His eyes were closed and he obviously was still asleep. His face was relaxed, with no clenched jaws, no narrowed gaze, and no tight lips. Just a soft and dissolved face...