Chapter 119

I consider pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead but hesitate, not wanting to wake her. Instead, I just watch, letting myself indulge in the beauty as if committing her face to my memory.

As If sensing my presence, her eyelids flutter, and she stirs. Her eyes open slowly, adjusting to the morning light before they meet mine. A small, sleepy smile tugs at her lips as she murmurs, barely audible, “