Jaxen POV
For once, Scarlett was lying beside me. She didn’t want me there. I knew that.
So I carefully kept my distance.
I could hear her breathing gradually slow down.
I looked at the back of her head, at the loose strands of hair spread across the pillow.
I’d spent years taking moments like this for granted.
Now even sharing a bed with her felt like something I’d been given back.
I wanted more.
But wanting something didn’t mean I had the right to take it.
So I stayed where I was. And smiled in the darkness.
God, it had been so long. That she was right next to me still felt unreal.
I lay there grinning like an i***t, barely daring to breathe too hard in case she woke up and kicked me out.
My mind kept drifting, replaying little things I had no business thinking about.
