I decided to hold on—even if I didn’t know how long this fragile happiness would last.
For now, I would cling to every stolen second of it, terrified that if I loosened my grip even a little, it would slip away like everything else good in my life.
I woke up far too early, heart already racing before my eyes were fully open.
He’d given me the most beautiful bangle I’d ever seen—delicate silver that caught every light like it was made to remind me of him.
The least I could do was make him breakfast.
What if he thinks I’m trying too hard? What if this is the moment he realises I’m not enough?
Problem: I didn’t know how to cook.
I tied my apron with trembling fingers and stepped into the kitchen.
The bangle gleamed softly in the morning light—quiet, shimmering proof that last night ha
