Will’s P.O.V.
Two Months Later
Iva and I have started visiting each other’s places so often that it almost feels like we’re already living together. Her things are scattered around my apartment, her hair ties on my nightstand, her books on my coffee table. I like how her presence fills the spaces of my life I never knew were empty.
I cook dinner for her almost every evening now. I’ve never done that for anyone before, never felt the urge to. But with her, it feels natural. Almost necessary. Watching her sit on the kitchen counter, legs swinging, teasing me while I chop vegetables has become the best part of my day.
She has become a vital part of my life over the past few months. My life was never this content before she entered it.
In the beginning, during the first few days, I thoug
