LILY

A warm, gentle comfort flickered through the fog in my mind. I leaned in, pressing my face against his broad, comforting chest. The rich, familiar scent of his cologne filled my senses, wrapping around me and coaxing my exhausted body into a quiet sense of safety.

I forced my heavy eyelids open, my vision still blurred as I tilted my head to look up at him.

Adrian.

My Adrian.

Fresh tears pooled in my eyes, stinging my nose as I raised a trembling hand to touch his chest—to reassure myself that he was really here, sitting beside me, and that I was no longer back in that nightmare.

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