Rina’s POV
The morning light filtered gently through the curtains and over Kade’s room. Lying next to him, my entire body felt light, almost fragile, as though I could shatter from the weight of everything we’d shared last night. His fingers were laced with mine, his thumb tracing gentle patterns on my skin, grounding me in a way that felt surreal.
Kade looked down at me with a quiet, intense warmth in his eyes, a small, lazy smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He leaned closer, brushing a soft kiss to my forehead, then my cheek, and finally, his lips hovered over mine. “Rina,” he murmured, his voice low, filled with a tenderness that made my chest tighten, “you mean everything to me. I need you to know that.”
I met his gaze, feeling words I couldn’t speak filling the space between
