Morning After the Storm

The next morning, Aria blinked awake to the bright sunlight streaming in.

The day before, the world outside had been battered by wind and rain, but then, the sun had finally come out, gentle after the storm.

Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow over Aria's body.

A large hand rested around her waist, holding her close.

The covers were pulled loosely across her chest.