Elizabeth's Pov
The crisp night air hung heavy around us as Winston and I nestled together on the bed. Our clothes were rumpled, evidence of the marathon s*x we had. A warm cocoon of shared silence enveloped us, but I could feel a storm brewing inside my heart. It was time to confront the choice that had been haunting me for weeks.
I turned to Winston, his eyes filled with longing and desire, his rugged jawline illuminated by the soft glow of the light. I knew he was ready to claim me, to bond with me for life, and his intention was as clear as day. His fingers traced delicate patterns on my neck, as if marking his territory.
As I gazed into Winston's deep, brown eyes, I felt a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. I needed to be honest with him, to lay my cards on the table. "Wins
