Chapter 49 – The Breaking Point

Gray’s POV She’s here. He didn’t need to open his eyes to know. Her presence settled over the room like the first breath of spring after a long, frozen winter — soft, certain, unmistakable. He couldn’t see her, couldn’t reach her, but somehow, he always knew when she was near. Her voice moved through the darkness like music he’d memorized in another life. He could never explain it — not even to himself — how her presence changed the air. She didn’t just enter a room. She arrived. Like warmth seeping beneath a closed door. Like sunlight stretching slowly over cold sheets. And her voice — never loud, never urgent—always found him. It was her. Always her. “Hey,” she whispered. “I brought tulips and sunflowers today… I didn’t know what kind you liked, so I brought mine.” Mine. That wo