Painted Hearts (6)
You awoke mid morning to golden sunlight filling up your room from a crack in the curtains.
Rolling over onto your stomach, you propped yourself up on your elbows and wiped the sleep from your eyes, immediately spotting the bright blue sea through the sliver of window exposed. You sighed softly, dropping your head back onto your pillow with a faint smile on your lips. So this is what it felt like to wake up in paradise.