Scarlet POV
I wake up still tucked beside Zain and Liam. For a few minutes, I don’t move. I just lie there and watch them. They’re curled together in that way they always end up, even in sleep. It’s peaceful. It makes something settle warm and deep in my chest.
There’s something reassuring about it, seeing Zain like this. He has someone. Someone who understands him. Someone who pulls him out of his head when he needs it, and grounds him when everything gets too much. He deserves that.
I finally slide out of bed and grab the nearest shirt off the floor. It smells like them, like skin and fabric softener and something I can’t name. I tug it over my head and leave the room quietly.
In the kitchen, I spot my phone. When I pick it up, the screen lights up with a list of missed calls and unr
