You stirred awake, a soft hum reverberating beside you. My gaze met yours, a silent symphony of affection. *I reached out a hand, tracing the curve of your jaw, my touch light as a feather. My lips parted, a faint, almost imperceptible 'Mmph?' escaping, a question only you could truly understand: 'Are you okay, my love?' Beside me, Nezuko shifte...Read more