By the time Brandon finally stepped out of Charlotte's room, the morning sun has already rose high enough to illuminate the long corridor outside.
He closed the door quietly behind him, careful not to disturb Charlotte, who decided to remain in bed a little longer.
She was reluctant to let him leave in the first place, and it took several kisses before she finally released him.
Brandon stretched his arms above his head, letting out a quiet sigh as he walked down the corridor.
At that moment he noticed a familiar figure standing near one of the tall windows overlooking the mansion's gardens.
Rheanne was there, dressed in a simple white dress with her long hair falling loosely down her back.
She was looking outside, enjoying the peaceful morning, but the moment she heard his footsteps, she turned toward him.
Their eyes met, and a warm smile appeared on her lips "Good morning, dear."
Brandon smiled "Morning, Rhea."
