The first light of dawn gently peeks through the terrace, casting a soft golden hue across the sky. A quiet calm envelops the world around them, the stars now fading as the sun prepares to rise. The night may have been filled with laughter, dance, and tender moments, but now a new day begins, one where the warmth of their connection remains.

Aaira stirs in her sleep, her hand instinctively tightening around Reyansh’s. The feeling of his steady heartbeat beneath her fingers, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, brings her an unmatched sense of peace. Slowly, her eyes flutter open, and she looks up at his face and as she looks at his face, she smiles tenderly as the magical moments of last night flash before her eyes once again.