CHAPTER 58 PAINS

As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Luke stirred from his sleep. The soft rays of sunlight painted patterns on the walls of their bedroom. He stretched his arms above his head, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him as he basked in the moment's warmth. Turning to his side, he gazed at Hana's sleeping form beside him, her features softening in the gentle light. With a tender smile, Luke brushed a stray lock of hair from Hana's face. His touch was light and affectionate. He marveled at the sight of her, feeling a surge of love and gratitude within him. She was his rock, his anchor in a world of uncertainty, and he cherished every moment they spent together. Careful not to wake her, Luke slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom to start his morning routine. He brushed his teeth, splashed cold water on his face, and took a moment to appreciate the quiet stillness of the early morning hours. There was something comforting about the solitude, about the se