Melissa.
For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.
The world narrowed until there was nothing left but the man standing in the doorway.
Talk, broad shoulders filling the frame of the door and he was painfully familiar.
My heart slammed violently against my ribs as my mind struggled to catch up with what my eyes were seeing.
“Louis…?” My voice barely made it out of my throat.
It sounded small, fragile and uncertain. It was more like I was daydreaming. But the moment his name left my lips, something in his face broke open.
Relief.
Pure, overwhelming relief.
He crossed the room in long strides, stopping only when he reached the side of the bed. Up close, I could see the exhaustion etched into his features, the faint shadow beneath his eyes, like someone who hadn’t slept properly in days
