Marsai:
Every instinct in me begged to just say it. To get it over with. But for some reason, I hesitated. I was so torn between speaking up and holding back.
My gaze lingered on each of their perfect faces, but my mind was miles away, tangled in uncertainty.
“Baby?” Miles’ deep and velvety voice pulled me back to the present.
I blinked, quickly masking my thoughts with a smile. “Yes, Miles?”
His warm hands cupped my cheeks. “Are you okay?”
“Oh, sure I am.” I gently pulled his hands away, before forcing a reassuring smile. “Trust me, I’m fine. D-Don’t I look fine?”
“You sure don’t look fine,” Ethan shot back, his sharp gaze pinning me in place.
Miles tilted his head, eyes searching mine. “I asked if you dreamt about us, and you just… kinda zoned out.”
I could see how their stares
