Sophia’s POVHealing was a slow process.Frustrating. Exhausting. Infuriatingly slow.But I wasn’t doing it alone.Every time I turned around, Travis was there.Every time I stumbled, his hands caught me before I could fall.Every time I got too tired, too frustrated, too goddamn stubborn for my own goodHe reminded me why I had to keep going.And somehow, in between all of that, life just… kept happening.Everyone around me was a goddamn mess.And apparently, I was the only one who noticed."You know," Travis mused, stretching lazily on the couch, "once you’re back on your feet, we’re going to have a wedding to plan."I paused, the water bottle in my hand halfway to my mouth."Excuse me?"He arched a brow, completely unbothered. "You heard me, sweetheart.""Are you just assuming I’m still marrying you?""Sweetheart," he smirked, reaching for my hand, turning it so the ring caught the light, "I never assume. I just know."I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the way my chest tightened a
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