OLIVIA
The water kept running, streaming down my body—our bodies, in full force. Axel had joined me in the shower, and I was certain that he hadn’t taken off his clothes.
I swallowed, my breath hitched. His words hung in the air, and I tried to find the right answer to his question.
Did I believe him?
Was he really serious about everything he’d said?
Mine.
The word settled over me, heavy and possessive, yet… not terrifying. Not anymore.
Instead, it felt like a promise, a shield against the venom of the world outside. I still couldn’t see, not clearly, but I could feel him.
The soaked fabric of his clothes sent a jolt through my body as it touched my skin. I muffled a gasp, my heart thumping heavily in my chest.
And for the first time, truly and wholeheartedly, I believed him.
His
