Unhurried and Sweet

Viviana's POV

The next morning, I woke up slowly.

Not jolted by fear or noise, not pulled from sleep by habit, but drifting up through warmth and hazy memories, my body still humming in a way that made my skin feel too tight for my bones.

For a moment, I didn’t move.

I simply lay there, eyes still closed, letting myself exist in that fragile in-between state where nothing had to be decided yet.

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