Elena was supposed to lie down just to help her husband sleep peacefully, but she couldn't resist the warmth Ethan brought.
Before she knew it, she had slipped into another calm slumber.
'Well, just blame the baby for letting her sleep again.'
A few hours later, Elena groggily stirred awake, sensing someone watching her intently.
She smiled and opened her eyes—only to see Ethan's enlarged face leaning close, trying to steal a kiss.
"What are you doing?"
Actually, he had woken up earlier and had spent that time simply admiring his wife's beautiful features.
Not wanting to disturb her, he had quietly gazed at her up close.
The disaster has thrown the world into chaos for nearly six months now. Everything had changed—except his wife.
Her cheeks were still rosy, her porcelain skin glowing softly in the dim light.
The only difference was that her once soft, youthful features had now matured, making her all the more stunning.
