As the early morning light, soft and golden, slips through the blinds, I reach out, brushing a strand of hair away from Scarlet’s face. She’s asleep, completely at peace, and for a second, I just take it all in. Everything is clear now. I love her. Probably have for way longer than I even knew. But saying it out loud last night? That shit changed everything. There’s no going back now. Not after this. For the first time in my life, I’ve let someone in.
