Ethan
Morning comes sooner than I expected. I open my eyes and, for a second, I'm not sure where I am… whether I'm still in the middle of last night's conflict or somewhere else entirely. But then I feel her.
Clara, asleep beside me. Her body lightly pressed against mine, her breathing calm, her hand resting on my chest as if, even asleep, she needed reassurance that I was still there. And I was.
I run a hand down her back, slowly, careful not to wake her. Last night… Last night we did something right, not perfectly, but right. We talked, we listened to each other, we compromised. And that… is no small thing.
I lean down and kiss her hair softly.
"I'm going to fix this…" I murmur, even though I know she can't hear me. But I need to say it, because what I promised… I'm going to ke
