THE NEXT DAY
AT ISABELLA'S POV:
I woke up to the soft light filtering through the curtains, the morning sun spilling gently across the room. For a moment, I just lay there, feeling an unfamiliar sense of peace wash over me. I shifted slightly, and that’s when I realized I wasn’t alone. Noah was beside me, his arm draped protectively over my waist, his steady breathing the only sound in the quiet room. I turned my head slightly to look at him. Even in sleep, there was something about him that made me feel… grounded. As if, no matter what happened, I wasn’t alone.
''He decided to sleep near me to make sure I won't leave?"I muttered.
I forgot how I got back to my room but it seems that Noah carried me back there. Of the corner of my eye, I noticed something on the bedside table. A piece
