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Chapter 52

Author: Ellis Carter
last update publish date: 2026-03-22 13:16:24

Dylan's POV

I wasn’t used to waking up thinking about someone, not like this, not in a way that lingered.

Usually, mornings were structured… meetings, schedules, decisions waiting to be made before the day even properly started. My mind moved fast, efficiently, always ten steps ahead.

But today, it stalled, not completely, just enough because the first thing that crossed my mind wasn’t work, it was her, the way she looked at me last night, the hesitation, the honesty, the fact that she didn’t
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