Alan's POV:
The forest air burns my lungs as I push myself harder, feet pounding against the dirt trail. Sweat trickles down my back, my t-shirt clinging to my skin. I never thought I'd find peace in something as simple as a morning run, but here I am, chasing that runner's high instead of my next fix.
"Come on, Alan," I mutter, willing my legs to keep moving. "You've got this."
My mind drifts to Lynn and Adonis as I round a bend in the trail. There's something about the three of us together that just feels... right. Like puzzle pieces finally clicking into place after years of trying to force the wrong fit. But Adonis... he's different. When I'm with him, the chaos in my head quiets down. I can finally hear myself think clearly for the first time in years.
I slow to a stop, hands on m
