Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Two: Perfect
Veronica’s POV
As we lie there, tangled in each other's arms, the room slowly cools around us. The intensity of our lovemaking gives way to a serene, comfortable silence. I can still feel the warmth of his body against mine, the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breathes.
Bruno traces lazy circles on my back with his fingers, his touch soothing and tender. "I love you, Veronica," he whispers, his voice soft and full of emotion.
"I love you too, Bruno," I reply, nuzzling closer to him. "I always will."
We stay like this for a while, simply enjoying each other's presence. The world outside our bedroom feels distant and unimportant. Here, in this moment, it's just us. I close my eyes, letting the feeling of contentment wash over me.
Eve
