Chapter 100
Kaeleen's POV
The first thing I registered when I woke up wasn't silence, but peace. A deep, bone-settling peace that felt as foreign and as welcome as the morning sun warming my bare skin. The light, a soft, hazy gold, filtered through the large windows of my bedroom, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets and the sleeping woman beside me.
Astrid.
She was curled on her side, facing me, one hand tucked beneath her cheek. Her dark hair was a wild, beautiful mess spread across the white pillowcase, and her lips were parted in a soft, gentle sigh. The scent of her, something uniquely, intoxicatingly her, now mingled with my own, was the only air I wanted to breathe for the rest of my life. My arm was draped possessively over her waist, my hand resting on the gentle curve of her hip. I didn't remember falling asleep, but after everything that happened yesterday, it wasn't a surprise that she was asleep.