When hope swells, but reality hits harder.
—-
Lily’s POV
I felt the rays of the sun on my face, but I refused to acknowledge them. My body remained still, clinging to the fragments of a beautiful dream where Alex adored me—where he loved me openly and fiercely, without hesitation or restraint. In that dream, things made sense. My world was whole, untouched by betrayal, untouched by Chase’s words. I didn't want to wake up.
But soon the light was gone, like something or someone had blocked it. Still, I didn’t open my eyes. I didn’t care, not yet. I wanted five more minutes in that dreamworld. Five more minutes when everything wasn’t falling apart around me.
I snuggled into my pillow, grasping the last threads of sleep when something soft and warm brushed against my cheek. Feather-light
