Chapter Sixty-Two

Harlow

The morning feels different. Kinder. Softer. Like the world finally stopped spinning so fast and let me breathe for a second.

Beckett leaves for a quick shift meeting, and the second the door closes behind him, I feel this warm little glow in my chest. I never thought a ruined date night could end the way it did. With me crying in his arms and him saving the whole thing with food his stepmo