Chapter 87

• JUDY’S POV
• When I slowly regained my senses, I found the room eerily quiet, save for the soft, steady rhythm of my breathing, and the comforting presence of Chris beside me. It was as though time had paused, the outside world no longer mattered in the quiet aftermath of the moment we had shared.
• He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his hand resting gently on mine, a small, almost affectionate smile playing on his lips.