Alina’s POV
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt was warmth.
Edrick’s arms were wrapped around me, firm and steady, like he was protecting me even in his sleep. My face was pressed against his chest, and I could feel the slow rhythm of his heartbeat.
For a moment, I didn’t move. I just breathed him in.
Then I remembered.
The crying. The breakdown. The way I completely fell apart last night.
A rush of shame hit me. I had never let anyone see me like that. Not even Jason. I’d spent years pretending to be fine, hiding behind smiles, acting like nothing ever hurt. And then last night in Edrick’s arms, I shattered like glass.
But somehow, I didn’t regret it. I felt lighter. Like I had finally exhaled after holding my breath for years.
Edrick moved beside me. His arm tightened
