Morning arrived quietly in Macau, and soft sunlight slipped through the panoramic windows of Liam's high-rise apartment. It painted the room in warm shades of gold, and the calm glow made the entire place feel peaceful.
Liam slowly opened his eyes and stretched slightly. The bed beneath him was large, soft and comfortable enough to make him want to stay in it forever. He pressed his palm into the mattress and let out a small laugh.
"This is getting too normal for me," he muttered as he sat up.
He swung his legs over the bed and walked to the window. The full view of Macau spread out beneath him like a living painting. Tall buildings stood packed together, roads twisted through them and distant bridges curved like thin lines across the sparkling water. The early morning sky was clear, bright and beautiful.
