She awoke to the pink and orange rays of the sun beginning its slow ascent over the ocean line coming through the curtains that lead to the balcony. Smiling, she sighs and looks up at the man lying next to her, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. She observes the peaceful look on his face, listens to his steady breathing, placing her hand on his chest as she watches it rise and fall with each tranquil breath. As quietly as possible, she pulls back the covers and climbs out of their queen-size bed. Pulling her red silk robe off of the back of a chair, she puts it on and opens the sliding glass door and steps out into the bright light that awaits her. Despite her fear of heights, deep bodies of water, and being near the edge of anything, she steps up to the railing; her eyes close while she softly inhales the scent of the ocean, enjoying the cool breeze and listening to the sound of the ocean’s waves crashing gently against the massive ship. Behind closed lids, the events of the past two days float across her mind- walking out of the temple hand in hand with her eternal companion, her love, her best friend; the masquerade themed reception that went off with very few problems… She sighs in newly-wedded bliss and leans forward toward the sun, basking in the early morning light. The breeze blows against her robe, causing it to ripple across her arms and legs, but she does not notice. Caught up in her own thoughts and her surroundings, she also does not notice that she’s no longer alone on the balcony as two strong arms make their way around her waist and pull her close in a loving embrace.
Although she was startled at first, he immediately reassures her by softly pressing his lips to the back of her neck- something that only he would do. Looking out over the ocean at the rising sun, he rests his head on her shoulder and, breathing in her scent, whispers ever so softly…
“Good morning, Mrs. . .”
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