The next morning, Amelia woke up on the rooftop terrace, with the first light of dawn filtering through her eyelids and the early morning breeze making her skin tingle. Even before opening her eyes, she felt everything around her: the blankets, the pillows, and Daniel. His arms and legs were everywhere. She was wrapped around him, her head resting on his chest, while he held her so tightly that she briefly wondered if he was awake. But no, he was sleeping, his breathing steady, his body relaxed in a way she had never seen before.
Amelia kept her eyes closed. She took a deep breath until her lungs were filled with his scent, then exhaled slowly. Daniel’s words echoed in her mind as she enjoyed the sensation of the wind against her skin.
Daniel was right, in the end, the past and the nig
