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Author: Ivana Jameson
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The morning sun filtered through the curtains of our bedroom, casting a warm glow across the room. Jake stirred beside me, his arm draped over my waist, holding me close as though he feared I might disappear if he let go. I turned to face him, his messy hair and soft features making my heart swell with affection. For a moment, I let myself savor the peace, a rare moment of respite amidst the chaos that had engulfed our lives.

"Good morning," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep.

"Good morning," I replied, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead.

Jake pulled me closer, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his eyes searching mine.

"Tired," I admitted, resting my head against his chest. "But I’m okay."

He sighed, his hand tracing soothing circles on my back. "I hate seeing you like this, my love."

"I hate seeing you like this as well," I countered, lifting my head to meet his gaze.

A small smile tugged at his lips. "I don’t deserve you," he said
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