POV: Naomi
I turned slightly on the bed before my eyes slowly opened.
For a moment, everything felt quiet.
Still.
And very peaceful.
My eyes shifted lazily to the side—
And landed on Sophie.
She was still sleeping peacefully.
Curled into the sheets, her small face relaxed, her lips parted slightly as she breathed softly.
One of her hands was still clutching a part of my shirt like she was afraid I would disappear if she let go.
My chest tightened a little.
I didn’t move.
I just lay there… watching her.
Taking it in.
The calm.
The warmth.
The quiet.
And in that moment, it almost felt like nothing had happened.
Like there had been no kidnapping.
No fear.
No chaos.
Just this.
Just… this peace and quiet.
I slowly shifted, careful not to wake her, and gently slipped out
