Lily's awakening was gradual, the soft morning light seeping through her bedroom curtains, painting a gentle glow on her peaceful face. Her eyelids fluttered, slowly revealing a pair of tired eyes that blinked lazily into consciousness. With a soft sigh, she stretched her arms above her head, fingers extending like a tired cat.

Then, the morning's unexpected twist unfolded. As Lily attempted to greet the day with her first yawn, it seemed as though her body had other plans. What began as a simple, innocent yawn turned into an uncontrollable marathon of mouth-opening and closing. He... Show more