Chapter 25

• The quiet stretched between them, but for once, it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was steady, grounding.
• Danielle let her head rest against Alexander’s shoulder, her fingers still loosely twined with his. The steady rise and fall of his breathing calmed the nervous flutter in her chest. Outside, the distant hum of the city barely reached them, muffled by the warmth of the room and the softness of the moment.
• For the first time in years, she didn’t feel like she had to run.