Zara’s POVOne year later…The sun rose over Los Angeles, spilling molten gold across the skyline. I stood on the balcony, my robe loosely tied, the city’s morning breeze teasing my skin and tangling my hair.Sterling came up behind me, his warmth pressing against my back, his hands tracing the outline of my arms before resting firmly at my waist.“You always wake before the sun,” he murmured against my neck, his voice rough with sleep.“Maybe I’m afraid it’ll rise without me,” I whispered, leaning back into him.He turned me slowly, eyes drinking me in as if I were the sunrise itself. His fingers slipped beneath the silk, finding the warmth of my skin.“It wouldn’t dare,” he said, before his lips found mine.The robe fell soundlessly to the floor. His hands followed every curve, every scar, every proof that I survived. When he lifted me, my legs instinctively wrapped around him, laughter tangled with breathless gasps as he carried me inside.It’s been over six months since we moved t
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