I walked out to the balcony, a soft cool breeze causing the ivory curtains to flow into my bedroom. The sea air was refreshing. My skin prickled feeling the coolness. My bed was hot and damp from the night before, and the breeze was welcome.
My simple breakfast sat there waiting, with a single branch of adornment. I had foolishly thought last night was the best he could do. But here I sit, gazing at him. His blue eyes sparkled in the sun, his dark skin glowing, and that smile, the one I fell for in the beginning. This? Perfection.