I settled into the bed, the smooth silk sheets a soothing comfort against the turmoil in my heart. Tears had stained the pillow, evidence of my longing for Axel's presence. He had a unique way of calming my troubled mind, and without him, I yearned for normalcy and relief from our problems.
As time passed, the sun moved steadily across the sky, marking midmorning. The moment I had been dreading approached—Axel and I would soon have to part ways, perhaps for the last time.
But then, I felt the familiar touch of hands on my back, a gentle and reassuring presence. Soft kisses traced my shoulder, an unspoken apology for his earlier absence. Though I was still upset with him, his touch, which used to ignite a fire within me, now felt different, softer. Something had changed in our connection,
