Tobi’s POV
My fingers traced the scars on Lila’s shoulder as she slept. A permanent reminder of her strength—and her resilience.
If Dia hadn’t fallen by Lila’s hand, I would never have rested until I'd seen to her end myself.
The marks she tried to hide from me out of insecurity... I leaned down and kissed each one softly. Lila stirred, and I froze, waiting until she drifted back into sleep before slipping quietly downstairs. I still had one final surprise.
Lila came down later, her hair in a loose bun, wearing one of my oversized t-shirts and her favourite pyjama shorts, rubbing her face sleepily. I laughed, crossing the room to pull her into a warm hug.
She groaned, pressing her body lazily against mine as I rubbed her lower back.
“Come on, I made breakfast,” I said, grinning at he
