Chloe stayed in Starry’s room long after he left. She remained seated on the edge of the bed, staring at the door, deep in thought. The conversation they’d just had kept replaying in her mind. Meeting his family. It wasn’t the first time she had seen them, but this was different. Back then, she had been just another person in his orbit—now, she was something else. What, exactly? She wasn’t sure.
She exhaled, running a hand through her hair. She had known that being with Starry meant stepping into his world, but she hadn’t expected things to move this fast. He spoke so casually, as if it was inevitable. As if she was supposed to belong.
After sitting for what felt like forever, she finally stood up. Her legs felt stiff from staying in the same position too long. She glanced at her clothes
