Sam's P.O.V.
I barely started to drift off when the ping of my phone sliced through the silence of my room. Still groggy, I reached for it, blinking to clear the blur from my vision. The screen lit up with a message from Jax:
"Stepsister or not, I really see no one else in my future but you, Samantha..."
I froze. My heart skipped, my pulse thundering in my ears. I couldn't believe what I was reading. My brain wasn’t processing it right. It felt like it belonged to someone else, someone braver, someone who wasn’t drowning in uncertainty the way I was. The future. A future where I was with him.
I tossed the covers off, swung my legs to the side of the bed, and sat there, holding the phone in my shaking hands. I didn’t know how to feel. What did this mean? He was confessing something huge
