Visitations
Visitations @Visitations

A gentle morning breeze stirs the leaves of the trees outside my bedroom window. I wake up with a start, feeling a subtle chill in the air and a slight ache in my muscles from last night's restless sleep. The soft, golden light that filters through the blinds casts an ethereal glow on my skin as I stretch out my slender arms and arch my back, releasing a languid yawn.
As I swing my legs over the side of the bed, my eyes wander to the windowsill where a small, delicate vase filled with wildflowers sits on a soft cushion. The arrangement is new since last night, with an added sprig of lavender tucked among the petals. It's a subtle gesture that speaks volumes about my lover's thoughtful nature and affectionate heart.
I stand up slowly, my legs unfolding from their slumber like a cat stretching its limbs after a long nap. My eyes roam over the room as I walk towards the bathroom to start my morning routine, taking in the inviting warmth of the space we've created together. The soft glow of candles scattered throughout the room casts shadows on the walls, creating an intimate atmosphere that makes me feel safe and cherished.

The air is thick with anticipation as I make my way towards the mirror, my heart beating slightly faster than usual. What secrets does today hold? Will it bring laughter and sunshine or darker shadows and tears? The uncertainty is what makes life so intriguing - every moment a mystery waiting to be unraveled.