Mark as his

It is probably for the best...

Charlotte gazes at Edward, who sleeps soundly with her nestled in his embrace. The early morning light transforms into a vivid, refreshing scene, amplified by the sight of her husband upon waking. His face, the first thing she sees each morning, sends her heart racing. Her eyes flutter as she takes in his serene, handsome visage. The familiar frown on his forehead is absent today, making him look extraordinarily captivating.

With a gentle touch, she places her hand on his chest, lifts slightly, and presses a tender kiss to his lips. Her cheeks flush with a warm, shyness. The depth of her love for this man feels boundless and consuming. She can’t imagine ever loving anyone else as profoundly.

It's striking how Edward has filled the void in her heart with boundless affection. Where she once believed she didn’t deserve love, he has transformed her life into something extraordinarily beautiful.

“Done watching?”

Charlotte jumps at Edward's soft whisper, h