The soft glow of dawn bathed the small bedroom in a warm light, rousing Seiji from his slumber. He stirred, his body relaxed and content, and turned to see the beautiful Eleanor beside him, her face peaceful in sleep. He took a moment to appreciate the closeness they had shared, the bond that had formed over the past weeks.
As he blinked away the sleep from his eyes, he noticed the gentle morning light filtering through the thin curtains. He pushed them aside, letting the sunlight wash over them, illuminating Eleanor's serene face. Her breathing was steady, her body relaxed, a testament to the healing she had experienced.
"Good morning," Seiji whispered, his voice soft and gentle. He didn't want to startle her, but he couldn't resist the urge to greet the woman who had become such an important part of his life.