Sophia
I lay there long after Erick’s breathing had steadied into the quiet rhythm of sleep, my head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
It was a sound that had become home.
A sound
I never imagined it would comfort me the way it does now.
As I stared at the ceiling in the silence of our room, wrapped in the arms of the man who had somehow gone from stranger to protector, then from protector to something far more sacred, I felt something I hadn’t in a long, long time.
Peace.
Erick wasn’t just powerful.
He wasn’t just feared or respected.
He was kind in the most unexpected of ways. Underneath the layers of strength and status, he carried a gentleness that I was slowly beginning to understand.
How had I gotten this lucky?
I closed my eyes and whis
