Jarrick Mason
Soft sunlight slowly crept over the windowsill, a light hue of orange and pink slowly bathing the room. The city outside lay quiet, aside from the occasional soft chirp amongst the still backdrop.
Jarrick turned his head on his pillow and gazed at the beauty that slept next to him. Her eyes were still closed, her body slowly rising and falling in rhythmic breaths. His gaze lingered on her, thoughts dancing from one moment to another that they had shared together.
After a silent, peaceful eternity, he slowly leaned close to her, brushed a few strands of soft white hair aside and kissed her gently on the forehead.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Sarah."
