Chapter 132.

The morning sunlight spills into the room, casting a warm, golden glow across the bed. I find myself enveloped in Jim's arms, a place that had once been so familiar, and yet had felt like a distant memory. I missed the feeling of being in his embrace, of the warmth and comfort he provides.

Jim stirs beside me, his eyes slowly blinking open. His gaze meets mine, and we share a moment of silent understanding. It's a new day, a fresh start, and we both yearn for the chance to rebuild what was once broken.

Jim leans in, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. "Good morning," he whispers.

"Good morning," I reply, my voice laced with a mixture of uncertainty and hope.

We lay there for a while, neither of us rushing to break the comforting silence. It's as though time stands still, giving us the opportunity to savor this moment of togetherness.

Then, Jim's stomach growls, and we both share a chuckle. "I promised you breakfast in bed," he says, a hint of mischief in his eyes.

With a gentle kiss