For so long, I hadn’t allowed myself to imagine that I could have this. When I had been trapped in the darkest parts of my abuse, all I wanted was to survive. And once I got away from them, I hadn’t allowed myself to hope for the future. Feeling Theo inside me, the gentle pressure of his weight against my body, his heady scent… it was so much more than physical pleasure. It felt like coming home to a part of myself I thought I’d lost forever—the part of myself who dreamed, who thrived, who lived.
