79. He Is My Everything

Rima’s POV

My eyes flickered open reluctantly, my body slick with sweat. It felt as if I was soaked through, an unpleasant sensation that pulled me abruptly from my sleep.

Early daylight was slipping through the long curtains, it looked to be almost six in the morning.

I found myself nestled against Jacob, my head resting on his chest. Realizing the side of my face was damp, I noticed a damp patch on his sweater as well from my sweat. Yet, he was still asleep, his breathing steady and unaffected by the discomfort I had inadvertently caused.

I became acutely aware of his arm, draped around me in a protective hold. The realization stirred a fluttering sensation in my stomach, a swarm of butterflies that seemed to fill the emptiness within.

My mind began to sift through the events of the previous day, each memory unfolding with startling clarity. It was a day of unexpected confessions and shared vulnerability, a day that had brought us closer in