Closer than ever

Nancy

The room was still dark, and there was a silence that mixed with the soft heat of our bodies close together. The surrounding walls were barely visible, just shadows moving as the dim lamplight flickered. The room, of course, was small, simple, but at that moment it seemed to be the only refuge in the world. We were there, Jake and I, as if time had stopped, as if the rest of the world didn't exist.

Jake was still lying next to me, his breathing was deep but not calm. I could feel the tension still present, as if he were on the verge of telling me things that were somehow still unknown to me. The bed we were in, with its soft cotton sheets and weathered pillows, felt like a safe space but also a stage for the important decisions we needed to make. The muffled sound of the winter wind outside only intensified the silence that surrounded us.

"Love," Jake murmured, turning to look at me. His eyes, still marked by the weight of the memories he had shared with me, now shone with renew