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Chapter 45

Author: Gem
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-02 20:25:44

POV: Cameron

I woke up to soft breathing. Not mine.

For a second, I had no clue where I was. The room was warm and kind of dim, the curtains only letting in this weak streak of morning light. Everything felt fuzzy, like that weird space between sleep and being awake. My brain hadn’t caught up yet.

But then I shifted a little—and my leg brushed against something. No. Someone.

My eyes flew open.

Brandon.

He was lying right next to me, half the blanket kicked off him, one arm bent above his head like he’d passed out mid-thought. His messy dark hair was all over the place and his face was… peaceful. Like, stupidly peaceful. No smirk. No teasing grin. Just him, asleep.

And somehow that made my stomach flip.

I blinked hard and sat up slowly, my heart thudding a little too fast in my chest. My eyes traced the curve of his jaw, the soft rise and fall of his chest. He looked so calm—so real—it made something in my chest ache.

And then it hit me like a sucker punch to the gut.

I hadn’t thought
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