Chapter 116: I’ll Move In
The morning light filtered gently through the soft curtains of the bedroom, casting a golden glow over the room. Outside, the world was just beginning to stir, but inside, everything felt calm. Peaceful.
Alex stirred awake first, the familiar warmth of the bed reminding him where he was. His gaze instinctively shifted toward the other side of the bed, but it was empty.
He sighed, remembering it has always been empty.
He sat up, running a hand through his tousled hair as his heart gave that familiar ache—one that only seemed to grow stronger with each passing day.
Careful not to disturb the quiet of the house, he pushed back the covers and rose to his feet, his bare footsteps quiet against the wooden floor as he padded toward her room.
He didn't have a problem with getting in since over the past few days since they returned home from the hospital, he had been the one putting her to sleep and then would deliberate act for an easy access every morning.
When he got to her door, and without wasting anytime, he eased it open.
There she was. He thought with a smile as he watched her.
She was fast asleep, curled on her side with the covers tucked up around her. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, the soft sound of her breathing the only noise in the quiet space. Loose strands of hair framed her face, and her lips were slightly parted, relaxed, and vulnerable.
Alex leaned against the doorframe for a moment, just watching her. His heart swelled with something deeper than affection. Something grounding. Something Profound. Love, yes, but it was more than that.
It was his devotion.