Macey
The soft, uneven rhythm of Mikey’s snores filled the room, quiet but steady. It was strangely comforting, like background music to a moment I never wanted to end. His chest rose and fell beneath me, each breath brushing against my ear. I pressed closer, listening to the sound of his heartbeat—a solid, reassuring drum. That sound anchored me, steadied me. Wrapped in his warmth, I felt a peace I hadn’t known in years, maybe ever.
The last month has been nothing short of a roller coaster. Fear had me in its grip first—fear of letting myself feel something again. Fear of what it would mean to fall for someone when I still hadn’t fully pieced myself back together. Then came uncertainty, stirred up by the ghosts of my past relationships. Every mistake, every heartbreak, they hovered in t
