Book 2: Chapter 94

Martina rolled over on the soft, creaking bed and slowly opened her eyes. The light filtering through the thin curtains cast a gentle glow across the wooden walls of the cabin. It was still early, the morning sun had not yet fully risen, but the peaceful quiet of dawn enveloped the room. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she saw Antonio sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her closely.

She blinked in surprise, still disoriented from sleep. His expression was calm, almost serene, as he sat there, a faint smile tugging at his lips. Before she could say anything, he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. “Good morning,” he whispered, his voice smooth and warm.

Martina chuckled softly, a sleepy smile spreading across her face. “You’re such a creep,” she teased, her voice thick with sleep. “You need to stop watching me sleep like that.”

Antonio laughed quietly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I can’t help it,” he replied, his tone light and playful. “I