NADIA
I'd never known peace could feel like this.
Not silence filled with tension. Not the kind of stillness that came after a fight or a scream.
This was different.
This was safety.
This was Asher.
He didn't ask questions. Didn't probe.
He held me like I wasn't broken. Kissed me like I wasn't carrying something rotting inside me.
And each time his lips brushed my skin, a little part of the decay flaked off.
He didn't try to fix me.
He just loved me. Gently. Fiercely. Without expectation.
And somehow, I was beginning to love him back in the same way.
Without fear.
I'd stopped sleeping in the guest room two nights ago.
He didn't even flinch when I crept into his bed like a thief, my heart pounding like I was doing something wrong.
He just pulled the blanket over me and held me through the night like he'd been waiting all along.