Chapter 29 Unspoken
- Izzy POV
- The morning light was unforgiving.
- It seeped through the blinds in thin, golden stripes, casting patterns on the sheets tangled around our bodies. Carl was still asleep, one arm flung carelessly across my waist, his breath warm and slow against my shoulder. His wedding band gleamed faintly in the sunlight, resting against my skin like a reminder. Or maybe a warning.