UNBREAK MY HEART
Nala Raeunbreak my heartun-break my heart say you love me againunbreak my heart bookunbreak me book
One evening, weeks later, we found ourselves back at Ezra’s place, me and Alex on the couch, Ava curled up with Ezra in the armchair.
The four of us together again, not as enemies, not as fractured pieces of something broken, but as a strange, patched-up family.
Ezra cracked a dry joke about Alex’s latest attempt at cooking, something about pasta sticking to the ceiling. Ava laughed so hard she nearly spilled her wine.
Alex rolled his eyes, tossing a pillow at Ezra, and I leaned back, just watching them all.
And I realized something.
Happiness doesn’t always arrive in grand gestures or perfect endings. Sometimes, it comes quietly.
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