Chapter 24
The morning light filtered through the curtains, soft and hazy, as Sydney slowly opened her eyes. The stillness of the room seemed to stretch around her, wrapping her in a quiet cocoon. The weight beside her—warm and solid—reminded her of where she was. Alan, still fast asleep, lay next to her, his body curled around hers like he never wanted to let her go. His arm was draped over her waist, holding her as though he were afraid she'd slip away. For a moment, Sydney remained still, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing, trying to steady the chaos in her own chest. His presence was both a comfort and a reminder of everything that had gone wrong. But in this moment, as his warmth pressed against her skin, she didn't feel the need to push him away. She didn't feel the pull to escape
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