The next morning, birds were chirping in peace in the rising warmth of the sun. The windows as well as the curtains were pulled around to keep the lady sleeping in the room all comfortable in her sleep. She was well draped with the blanket while a pair of little arms were wrapped around her, making sure to hold her close and not let go even at the worst.
After not knowing what time, but finally, the lady moved. Her eyelids fluttered a little as she tried to adjust herself according to the light of the room. Her brows wrinkled a little when still felt some darkness around.
Was the night still not passed? When did the night hours start getting this long?
She was confused when caught some warm light rays coming from the thin line of the curtain's side edges. Did the sun already rise?
