Chapter 138

• Damien quietly pushed open the door, careful not to make too much noise as he stepped into their cozy little home. The sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the bedroom where Charlotte was still nestled under the sheets, her soft breaths creating a rhythmic cadence in the silence. He smiled, taking a moment to admire her peaceful form before setting to work.
• He tiptoed into the kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the scent of breakfast he intended to prepare. Eggs, toast, and crispy bacon would be a treat for her, he thought, his heart swelling with affection. As everything cooked, he couldn't help but glance back toward the bedroom, where Charlotte's serenity seemed to draw him in.
• Once everything was ready, Damien returned, balancing a tray adorned with a small vase of wildflowers he had picked from the garden earlier. The sight of Charlotte's face when she woke would be worth every effort. He placed the tray gently on the bedside table and leaned down, brushing a gentle kiss on her forehead.