THIRD PERSON POV:
The sunlight filters through the soft curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. Kookie stirs, her body still curled into Elias, the warmth of his skin blanketing her like safety. For a moment, she lies still, eyes closed, basking in the afterglow of everything they shared the previous night. When her eyes finally flutter open, a smile forms on her lips—wider and more genuine than any she’s worn in weeks.
Her heart flutters as her mind replays every moment, every soft touch, every sweet word. The way Elias held her like she was something rare. The way he moved with her—slow, intentional, loving. It was nothing like she had imagined; it was better. So much better. Beside her, Elias stirs too, groaning softly as his arms instinctively tighten around her waist, pullin
