Xavier's pov
My second awakening next to Emily went significantly better than the first; the snow fell from the sky behind the tightly closed window, the scent of breakfast filled my nostrils, and, thanks to the blankets and Emily's body close to mine, I was perfectly warm.
I couldn't imagine anything better than that.
If I died now, I would die happy, I thought. Too bad Emily would never forgive me.
She woke up a few minutes later, yawning. When she finally came back to her senses, she turned to me with a soft smile on her lips.
"G'morning ..." she whispered as I held her tighter.
"Good morning to you too," I smiled, leaving a kiss on the tip of her nose. Part of me wanted to ask her if she was feeling better, but… objectively, it did look like she was feeling better. Asking her wou
