Unspoken Devotion

Warm light spilled out, revealing deep blues, a soft fire, a wall of books, and a photo of Gideon and Winston with a much younger Kaelen.

Her breath hitched.

She ran her fingers along a jar of coins, a folded scarf, cuff links—small, human things that made the space feel alive.

“I thought your room would be… colder,” she murmured.

Kaelen laughed softly. “Disappointed?”

She shook her head.

“No