Lingering Warmth

The soft morning light spilled through the curtains, brushing against Camilla’s face.

She blinked slowly, adjusting to the brightness of the guest room.

For a moment, she didn’t move. She just lay there, staring towards the window.

The memory of last night suddenly came rushing back: the fountain, the cool air, the way his eyes softened before he kissed her, and the way her heart refused to slow d