For a few seconds after waking up, Felicia forgot where she was.
She lay still beneath a warm blanket, her eyes closed as she listened to the steady sound of breathing beside her.
The room was quiet.
Peaceful.
The soft golden light of dawn slipped through the curtains, bathing everything in a gentle glow.
For a moment, she simply enjoyed it.
The warmth.
The comfort.
The feeling of safety.
Then reality returned.
Her eyes opened.
And immediately she remembered.
Markus.
Last night.
The conversation.
The tears.
The years of pain they had finally spoken about.
Everything.
A nervous flutter filled her stomach.
Slowly, she turned her head.
Markus was asleep beside her.
The sight stole her breath.
For years she had imagined this moment.
Then spent years convincing herself it
