Tabitha’s POV
The first light of dawn seeped into the room, casting a gentle glow over Fabrizio’s sleeping form beside me. I lay there, my head nestled against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. It was a sound that grounded me, reminding me that I was here, alive, and safe.
But even with the warmth of his arms around me, I felt a mix of emotions swirling within. The night before had been a beautiful reminder of what we shared, a moment that transcended words. His touch, his care, had made me feel whole again, if only for a while. I closed my eyes, letting the memory wash over me, a quiet strength blooming in my chest.
But as the reality of the morning set in, I couldn’t ignore the shadow of everything that had happened. The scars I carried were not just on my bo
