Jenna was wrapped in a bedsheet, sitting beside the wall-sized window as she gazed out at the serene beach. Her thoughts swirled with a mix of emotions about what happened outside a few hours ago. Shyness flickered in her eyes, but beneath it all, there was a deeper feeling that she couldn't deny.
Jenna had no regrets, not for what they had done, nor for the choices that had led her here. The truth was clear, even though it made her uneasy in the past but she was in love with Marcel. It wasn’t just his charm or the way he made her feel safe; it was more than that— he knew her vulnerabilities, yet he never used them on her.
Jenna closed her eyes and let out a slow, shaky breath. She had finally come to terms with her feelings, realizing that Marcel was the missing piece in her life, the
