Sophia
I woke early the next morning to soft light filtering through the cabin's small windows, Noah still asleep beside me, one arm draped loosely across my waist. I stayed still for a while, just watching him, memorizing the quiet, peaceful look on his face before the day forced its way back in with whatever truth he'd promised to finally share.
He stirred a little while later, blinking slowly awake, a soft smile spreading across his face the moment he saw me watching him. "Morning," he murmured, pulling me closer.
"Morning," I said, settling into the warmth of his embrace, savoring the quiet before everything else came rushing back.
"I meant what I said last night," he said after a moment, his voice more serious now. "I'm going to tell you everything. Just let me get us some coffee
