Emily’s POVThe remainder of the drive was like a tide I couldn’t fight. My head lolled against the cool window, Reed’s silhouette blurred at the edge of my vision. One mile. Two. The ache in my body softened into something heavy and warm. Sleep took me without permission, dragging me down into darkness where no cameras watched and no choices waited.I woke to soft sheets and the low glow of a red light coming from his luxurious spa bathroom. Not the car. This room swallowed sound and the clock read 11:58. I actually slept most of the day away. My clothes were gone, replaced by one of Reeds soft button-downs, unbuttoned just enough to brush my thighs. I turned over where Reed laid beside me on his back. His bare chest rising slow and even with one arm flung above his head. Moonlight peaked through the window casting silver lights along the lines of muscle.Something shifted inside me. Not regret this time. Not the heavy shell I’d worn for years. A spark. Small. Tentative. But mine. My
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