Rebecca's POV
I woke up to the soft rays of morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. As I slowly blinked, my eyes opened. I noticed a presence beside me, and my heart skipped a beat. It was him,Blaze,the man I had sworn to despise, my wedded husband.My breath caught in my throat, and I shifted uncomfortably, trying not to disturb him as I moved my hand away from under his chest. He was sleeping face down, back up, the wounds on his back still raw and open. His dark hair was tousled from sleep, and a few stray strands fell over his forehead, crossing his eyebrow length. His face, still relaxed in slumber and it looked surprisingly peaceful. The memories of my father and Stephanie's bitter words from last night came rushing back, fueling the anger and
