The moonlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting a silvery glow across the room. Leah lay nestled against Sath, her head resting on his chest, her fingers tracing lazy patterns over his skin. The steady rise and fall of his breath, the warmth of his arms around her—it was the kind of peace she never thought she would feel.
As she gazed up at him, her thoughts turned to the small box still sitting on her desk. Her heart fluttered nervously, but she decided to go for it.
“I bought you a graduation gift,” she murmured, her voice shy and soft.
Sath’s grey eyes flicked down to her, his brow arching in surprise. “A gift?” he asked, his tone genuinely curious. “What is it?”
Leah sat up, reluctantly leaving the cocoon of warmth they had created. She glided over to her desk, retrievi
