|Luna Moore|
I wake to the warmth of the morning sun filtering through the sheer curtains, casting golden light across the room. The scent of salt and lavender lingers in the air, mixed with something softer—something familiar.
Aurelia.
She's still beside me, her face relaxed in sleep, her lips slightly parted.
It's been weeks since I've woken up like this, beside her, feeling like I belong in the space between us.
A weight settles in my chest.
I spent so much time trying to guard myself, trying to keep my heart locked away after everything. But Aurelia—my Aurelia—never stopped trying. Never stopped looking at me like I was worth every fight, every battle, every wound we had inflicted on each other.
And I love her for it.
God, I love her.
She stirs slightly, brow furrowing before
