The soft morning light streamed through the curtains, falling gently over Chloe’s bed. She blinked awake, her body still sluggish from sleep, her mind hazy with lingering thoughts of the night before.
She turned onto her back, staring at the ceiling as she recalled the conversation she'd had with Starry.
Marriage.
Honeymoon.
Starry’s words from last night echoed in her mind.
"I don’t want to let you go."
Chloe let out a slow breath. It wasn’t the first time he had said something that left her feeling… unsettled. Not in a bad way, but in a way that made her wonder if she was walking into something she couldn’t control.
Something she wasn’t sure she wanted to control.
She sighed and turned to the side, only to notice something that hadn’t been there when she fell asleep.
A small pie
