Elena’s POV
The morning light slipped through the curtains, soft and calm, but inside me, the quiet felt heavy. I lay still next to Adrian, listening to the slow rhythm of his breathing. After the chaos of the last few days, this calm was almost unreal. We had made it public, our relationship, and there was no going back.
I turned my head toward him. His eyes were closed, but his face looked peaceful. For a moment, I let myself believe everything would be okay. But I knew better.
“Morning,” I whispered, brushing a stray curl from his forehead.
He stirred, opened his eyes, and smiled tiredly. “Morning, love.”
We didn’t say much at first. Just the quiet comfort of being close. The world outside our room was already buzzing with reactions to the statement Adrian’s team had released yest
