NICOLE
Roman strokes my back lazily as I lie with my head on his chest.
I'm spent—my body will be sore tomorrow, I just know it. But the truth? I couldn't be happier.
Being with Roman brings me this sense of peace. When he's not around, it's easy for me to think of all the terrible things that I'm going, like stabbing my own brother in the back. But when he's here, all these thoughts just fade away, disappearing into the back of my mind.
"When is it going to be like this every day?" he asks before kissing the top of my head.
"Did you leave your fiancée already?" I ask, hating how bitter I sound.
Roman lets out a breath, then shifts so that we're face to face. "Of course, I left her already. The announcement is just going to take longer."
I frown. "But I haven't even given you
