_Thalassa's POV_
I woke up the next morning to find Matteo sitting beside me, his gaze fixed on me with an expression of pure love and adoration. His eyes were filled with warmth and tenderness, and a small smile graced his lips as he watched me stir.
"Good morning, my love," he whispered, his voice soft like a gentle breeze. "How are you feeling?"
I couldn't help but return his smile, my heart swelling with affection at the sight of him. "Good morning, Matteo," I replied, my voice still heavy with sleep. "I feel... better, now that you're here."
His smile widened, a glint of relief shining
in his eyes. "I'm glad to hear that," he said, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair away from my face. "I was so worried about you."
I reached up to place my hand over his, relishing the
