LEENA'S POV
The morning light began to shine through the cream-hued curtains of our bedroom, gentle and golden. I woke up gently from the bed, I sensed the constant cadence of Zack's breath next to me. His arm remained slung around my waist, his grip was protective even while sleeping.
For a brief moment, everything seemed perfect as if the last few weeks hadn't been tainted by betrayals, asthma issues, or the threat of losing it all. As if it were exclusively the two of us, wrapped in comfort and something delicate that was mending once more.
I slowly turned to look at him. Ethan remained asleep, his dark hair messy and his jaw covered in stubble. His features hada gentleness, a tranquility I hadn't observed in him for weeks. I extended my hand and swept a strand of hair away from hi
