CHAPTER 65: Complete Desires

  Hannah's POV

  Christian and I were sitting on the couch, the soft hum of the evening city outside our window. It had been a long, exhausting day. The victory in court, the stress of all day, it all felt like a whirlwind I could barely process. But now, here we were, finally alone, the weight of everything slowly lifting. I leaned into Christian's shoulder, feeling the steady rhythm of his breath as he wrapped his arm around me.

  "Hey," he murmured, his voice low and warm. "You okay?"

  I nodded, though I could feel the tiredness deep in my bones. "Yeah, I think so. Just… a lot."

  He kissed the top of my head softly. "I know. You've had one hell of a week."

  I smiled at that, turning to look up at him. His eyes, those deep, steady eyes, were filled with warmth and something else, something I hadn't seen in a while. Pride. It made my heart flutter. "You've been through it too, you know. Don't think I don't notice how you worry about me."