VENUSIt started to feel… routine.If you could call waking up in the middle of the night, shaking and gasping, a routine.The first night, I told myself it was just a fluke. Too many emotions, too much noise, and then sudden quiet. But then it happened again. And again. And again.By the third night, I didn’t even hesitate anymore. I just padded down the hall, bare feet brushing the carpet, and climbed into his bed like I belonged there. Like I’d been doing it my whole life.And Aaron never once made me feel like I was intruding.If anything, it was the opposite.The second my body hit the mattress, he’d pull me against him, no questions, no hesitation, just his arm locking firmly around my waist, his chin brushing the top of my head like he was making sure I stayed exactly where I was. Sometimes he’d murmur low reassurances until my breathing matched his. Sometimes he didn’t speak at all, just let his warmth and steady heartbeat work their way under my skin until sleep came for me a
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