A soft breeze blew in from the open window, mixing bird songs with the storm of feelings inside. Eliza’s heart was heavy, her eyes swirling with fear and longing, of tentative hope battling shadows of past hurts. Their connection was electric, alive with energy, showing how deeply they were tied together, pulling them closer despite the fears and the ghosts of their past mistakes.
But as they moved closer, the bedroom door flew open, shattering their private moment.
A surprised and worried Matthew stood at the door. He was oblivious to what he just interrupted.
“I- I heard Thomas was awake,” his voice wavered. His sudden appearance yanked them back to reality from their emotional deep dive.
Thomas and Eliza were startled apart. The interruption cut their connection, leaving them on the
