~Gianna's POV
I did not even realize how much I needed a moment like this until it actually happened.
A moment that did not feel like fear, or hiding, or waiting for something bad to happen.
Just… normal. Matteo was sitting on my bed as if he had always belonged there, even though part of me still found that strange if I thought about it too much. He had one leg bent, the other stretched out lazily, his back resting against the headboard like he owned the space in a quiet, unbothered way.
And I was lying beside him, not fully lying actually, more like half curled into his side, my head resting carefully on his chest like it had found a place it could stay without thinking too hard.
His heartbeat was steady under my ear, and that alone made something in me settle.
We were watching a movie on his phone. It wasn't anything serious.
