Pale morning light spilled through the curtains, casting a cold, muted glow across the bedroom. I lay awake in Walker’s arms, my gaze fixed on the curtains as they swayed gently with the morning breeze. His steady, even breaths warmed my ear, the rise and fall of his chest a quiet rhythm against my back. And still, I couldn’t stop the tear that slid silently down my cheek. His grip had loosened since the night before, but his arm remained draped around me—as if he was afraid that if he let go, I’d disappear without a sound. Last night had felt like a nightmare, except I was the one who’d written it. Sleep had refused to come, chased away by the soft, broken tears that had fallen onto my skin—tears that weren’t mine. Walker hadn’t said a word after he came to bed. But I felt the weight of his heartache, heavy as a stone between us. And I, the one who had put it there, hadn’t known how to ease it. I said I loved him. And still, here I was—running. Like a coward. But desperate t
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