Jayce began to stir awake from his slumber, hearing the birdsong from outside the window. The chirps and whistles were like a sweet melody which told of the hope of a brighter future.
He sat up slowly, shielding his weary eyes from the bright sun shining through the blinds. Judging from the angle of the light it should be well past morning.
Jayce reached out next to him out of habit, only to notice that there was no one there. He looked around in puzzlement, trying to get his bearings.
In the next moment the sound of the door opening entered his ears, drawing his attention towards it. Lianna waltzed in quietly, obviously trying not to wake him.
He smiled, seeing the caring action of his woman. "Morning beautiful."
Lianna was a startled for a moment before flashing him a brilliant smile, "I think you mean good afternoon."