(Owen’s POV)
My eyes fluttered open to the soft glow of the early morning sun streaming through the curtains. I blinked a few times, my mind still foggy, trying to piece together where I was. The unfamiliar warmth on my chest and the faint sound of steady breathing brought my attention downward.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw Aurora curled up against me, her head resting gently on my chest. For a moment, I froze, unsure how to react. Memories of the previous night came rushing back like a flood…the cemetery, my breakdown, her comforting arms, and how I had asked her to stay.
I let out a soft breath, my chest tightening not in pain but in something strangely comforting. She had stayed.
My gaze softened as I looked at her peaceful face. Her hair was slightly messy, and her cheek was
