The morning light slipped through the curtains of Sienna’s small apartment, bathing the room in a soft, golden glow. For the first time in what felt like forever, she woke with a smile tugging at her lips. She blinked slowly, adjusting to the light, then turned her head to see Damon lying beside her on the couch where they had drifted off together. His arm was still wrapped protectively around her, his breathing deep and steady. For a moment, she just watched him at peace, vulnerable in a way she rarely saw. He looked younger, softer, stripped of the weight of the world. A part of her wanted to stay there forever, cocooned in that quiet. But life was waiting. Sienna gently slipped from under his arm, padded to the kitchen, and put on a pot of coffee. The smell soon filled the apartment, and before long Damon stirred awake, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. “Good morning,” he mumbled, his voice rough from sleep. She chuckled. “Morning. I made coffee.” He sat up,
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