Maliyla's POV
I felt something different when I woke up that morning in Hector's arms. After turning to look at him, I smiled when I noticed he was still sleeping. As always, he appeared devilishly handsome and at ease. Tears welled up in my eyes as I turned away from him, his arms still around me. His arms tightened around me as I closed my eyes and breathed deeply.
"Well, I'd say good morning, but you're crying in my arms," Hector said, tightening his embrace.
"My tears are not caused by sadness; they are caused by joy," I replied, pausing to add, "For the first time, it feels as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders; I feel free."
"Is that what makes you cry?" Hector asked as he leaned closer to me.
As I cupped his face in my hand, I smiled. I'm crying because I've been so s
