All painted white.
Even the night sky, pitch black in nature, becomes more lightly colored as the sun rises, and the
She’s worried, she’s nervous. She can’t sit still. She can’t stop shaking, her breathing gets
quicker and quicker, until it stops…
Her breath slows.
The shaking ceases. Her nerves have calmed, and there’s no sign of worry in her eyes anymore.
She’s safe, and she’s mine.