The next few hours passed in a surprisingly peaceful, almost fragile way, like a temporary truce between two warring hearts that had finally found a moment of stillness.
After their extended, heated stay in the luxurious bathroo, where laughter, steam, wandering hands, and whispered promises had blurred the lines between tenderness and passion, Adrian and Raya finally emerged.
Raya looked completely exhausted, though not in a sleepy sense. The emotional strain of the past few days had drained her more than she wanted to admit: the tears, the fear, the brutal confrontation downstairs, the raw vulnerability she had shown Adrian, and the intense intimacy they had shared afterward. Her body felt heavy, her mind quieter than it had been in weeks, yet still carrying the weight of unspoken doubts.
Adrian noticed immediately.
