The sunlight streamed through the bedroom curtains, casting a warm golden hue over the room where Alex and Emma lay, spiraled on the bed.
Emma slowly opened her eyes, feeling a sense of relief she hadn't felt in days. Everything was finally settled. The threats and past that had hung over Claire like dark clouds were gone. For once, there was peace. Not just peace but genuine peace.
Alex stirred beside her, a content sigh escaping his lips. He turned to face her, his eyes still half-lidded with sleep but filled with peace.
"Morning," he murmured, his voice deep and soft.
Emma smiled. "Morning."
They lay in silence for a few moments, letting the calm of the morning settle around them. Alex reached for her hand, his thumb lazily tracing circles on her skin.
"I'm glad it's over," Alex said quietly. "We can finally breathe again."
Emma nodded. "Me too."
