Lena’s POV I do not remember the exact moment when it stopped feeling fragile and started feeling real, but somewhere between the late nights and the quiet mornings and the way we stopped second guessing every small touch, something shifted in a way that I did not fight it did not happen all at once it happened slowly in the spaces between everything else and now when I wake up, I do not question it anymore.I open my eyes to the soft light coming through the curtains and for a moment I just lie there, not moving, not rushing into the day, just letting myself exist in the calm that settles around me without resistance.Ethan is beside me, still asleep, one arm resting loosely across my waist in a way that feels natural instead of uncertain, like he does not need to ask if he is allowed to be close anymore.That alone would have been enough to make me panic a few months ago now it feels like something I do not want to move away from.I shift slightly, careful not to wake him, but his a
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