Stefan woke up first as the first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the curtains. He couldn't help but feel a surge of contentment as he watched Amber sleeping peacefully in his arms. The soft rise and fall of her chest, curly eyelids, and gentle, innocent face was a sight he could never tire of. He marveled at how her hair spilled across the pillow, framing her delicate features.

He couldn't tear his gaze away from Amber's sleeping form. He felt a rush of warmth flood his chest as he realized how much she meant to him now, how much he cherished every moment they spent together.

When Amber finally...