Chapter 94
✨Coming Home.✨ Flora Pov The morning light in Italy crept softly through the tall windows, painting the room in warm gold. It was quiet except for the distant hum of the city waking beyond the balcony and the slow rhythm of two people who had not yet found the will to leave the bed. Nasir was already awake. He lay on his side watching Flora sleep beside him, the soft rise and fall of her breathing, the way her hair had fallen across the pillow during the night. His fingers brushed a strand away from her face, careful not to wake her too soon. But she stirred anyway. Her eyes opened slowly and when she saw him watching her, a sleepy smile touched her lips. “You’re staring,” she murmured. He smiled faintly. “Last morning here. I have to memorize it.” Flora stretched slightly, curli
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