Kora’s POV
The morning sunlight felt harsh when it slipped through the curtains. Edward was still asleep beside me, his arm draped over my waist. His breathing was steady, but his brows were furrowed even in rest — a sign that his mind hadn’t truly found peace. Mine hadn’t either. The echoes of last night’s dream clung to me like a second skin.
I slipped out of bed quietly and pulled on one of his shirts. It hung loosely around me, the faint scent of cedarwood and smoke grounding me in a way nothing else could. I stood by the window for a long time, staring out at the snow-covered fields and the faint trail of footprints that led toward the forest. My forest.
No matter how much I tried to ignore it, something in me kept calling back to that place — the clearing, the trees, the shadows w
