NIA’S POV
Weeks passed, and life had been nothing short of perfect. I was curled up on the couch, flipping through my textbook when Alexander walked in, coffee in one hand, his phone in the other.
“Morning, baby,” I said, stretching.
“Morning, gorgeous,” he replied, kissing the top of my head. He set my coffee down on the table before sitting beside me. “Mr. West just checked in.”
I looked at him, brows lifting. “And?”
He smiled. “Still nothing. No sightings of Caleb in weeks. The restraining order is holding up.”
I exhaled in relief, leaning into him. “Good.”
He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me in tighter. “I know it’s been hard, but it’s finally quiet. You’re safe.”
I nodded, allowing myself to feel that peace again. After everything, it finally felt like I could brea
