Let’s See At Lunch

Seraphina stirred in bed, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. She blinked, slowly coming to consciousness, feeling the lingering tension from the previous night.

Damien lay beside her, his breathing steady and peaceful. She turned her head, watching him for a moment, her mind a whirl of conflicting emotions.

How did I end up here? She thought, her mind drifting to Alex. The way he made her feel was intoxicating, but Damien was her stability, her rock.

Damien began to stir, stretching and yawning. “Morning,” he mumbled, his eyes still half-closed.

“Morning,” she replied, forcing a smile.

Damien sat up, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve got a busy day ahead,” he said, swinging his legs out of bed. “But I’ll call you during lunch.”

“Sure, I’ll be waiting. Have a great day,” Seraphina said, trying to keep her voice steady.

Damien kissed her forehead before heading to the bathroom. She listened to the sound of running water, her thoughts spiraling. I need to sort t