(Sloane)
I woke up to sunlight streaming through my bedroom window.
For a second, I forgot where I was. Then I felt the warmth next to me and remembered.
Kieran.
He was still asleep, his arm draped across my waist. His face looked peaceful. Relaxed in a way I'd never seen before.
I should have felt guilty. I was still married. The divorce wasn't final for another eleven days.
But I didn't feel guilty. I felt something else entirely.
Safe.
That thought scared me more than anything Emily had said last night.
I carefully moved Kieran's arm and slipped out of bed. I grabbed my robe from the bathroom and tied it around myself before heading to the kitchen.
I needed coffee. And space to think.
As the coffee brewed, I leaned against the counter and stared at nothing. My mind was going
