Miriam’s POV

The house felt strangely quiet when I stepped inside which was unusual as Lazar was always at home whenever I arrived from work.

I sighed softly and closed the door behind me. My heart felt heavy but also… full. A weird mix. Like two emotions fighting inside me, one afraid, one hopeful.

I dropped my bag on the couch and leaned back against the soft cushions, replaying the conversation I had with Sara earlier at the office.

Her face had been so serious when I spoke about Lazar. The moment I told her how I had been slowly falling for him, how every day with him made me...