Jake's POV
I woke up before Brielle.
Which was a problem.
Because that meant I had too much time to think.
The room was quiet.
The kind of quiet that didn’t feel empty.
The air was warm. Still.
And Brielle was still in my bed.
Her hair was spilled across my chest.
Her breath was soft, steady, ghosting over my skin.
Her hand: small, delicate,was resting over my heart.
And for the first time in a long time
I didn’t want to move.
The bond was quieter now.
Not screaming. Not demanding.
Just… there.
A steady pull in my chest.
A weight I was finally done fighting.
Brielle shifted slightly.
Let out a small sigh.
Then,slowly, carefully,she opened her eyes.
She was still half-asleep.
Hair tousled, lips parted slightly.
Unaware that she was completely destroying me.
She blin
