Lilith’s Pov
The morning light crept in softly through the windows, casting a golden hue across the room. I stirred slowly, my eyes fluttering open, and instinctively, I reached for the other side of the bed.
Empty.
But instead of the ache I used to feel, a sense of peace settled in my chest.
I lay there for a moment, breathing in the stillness. The softness of the sheets, the faint scent of Nolan on the pillow beside me, the distant chirping of birds, it all felt like a dream I didn’t want to wake up from.
And then I remembered last night.
My cheeks flushed instantly, a warmth blooming under my skin as the memories flooded back, the touch of his lips, the sound of his voice whispering my name, the way he held me like I was fragile and priceless all at once.
I hadn't felt this light
