Juliette:
The steady beat of calming music filled the mirrored studio, but Juliette wasn’t feeling the zen vibes. Her body twisted and stretched through each move, her instructor’s soft encouragements floating through the air like background noise.
Focus, Jules, she told herself, adjusting her form as they transitioned into a new pose. But no matter how many times she reminded herself to be present, her mind refused to listen.
Because all she could think about was him.
Maddox.
Those eyes. That deep, warm chocolate gaze that melted through her resolve like butter. The way he’d said her name— Hi, Jules —so casually, like no time had passed at all. Like he hadn’t kissed her under the stars and held her like she was his whole world three years ago.
Her core tightened, and she blinked, re
