457: MORNING CALLS

ARIEL'S POV The initial rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room as I stirred awake. Beside me, Luke lay peacefully, his features softening in slumber. As I watched him, a smile tugged at my lips, my heart swelling with affection for him, harking my mind back to our beautiful night. Careful not to disturb him, I slipped out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. The cool tiles beneath my feet offered a refreshing contrast to the warmth of the bed as I turned on the faucet and splashed water onto my face. The sensation was invigorating, rousing me fully as I scrubbed away the remnants of sleep. I caught my reflection in the mirror, noting the faint lines of tiredness that lingered beneath my eyes. But despite the weariness, there was contentment shining in my gaze, a reflection of the bliss I had found after my exchange of apologies last night, submerged in intense bliss. After I finished washing my face, the familiar sound of my phone chime