The chandelier above the master bedroom shimmered like a thousand stars, casting a soft, golden light over the room. I turned my head, staring at it for a moment before glancing down at the woman sleeping in my arms. Her head rested on my arm, her hands gently circling my torso. My other hand lay resting on her waist, the warmth of her skin sending shivers through me. Last night had been the best, the most beautiful night of my life. I never imagined she would accept me again, but she did.