Levi's POV:
I woke up to the sound of a bird chripping outside my window.I rubbed my eyes, pushy remnants of sleep clinging to my mind like cobwebs. The chirping persisted, an insistent reminder that the world outside was alive and bustling, ready for another day. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, feet meeting the cool wooden floor, sending a shiver up my spine.
As I stood up, I took a moment to stretch, feeling the gentle ache in my muscles. The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow that danced across the room. I could smell the faint hint of coffee wafting from the kitchen, mingling with the freshness of the early hour.
After a quick glance in the mirror, I grabbed my worn-out flannel shirt, a trusty companion on countless mornings just like this. The
