Lyla

Lyla POV:

The quiet of the early morning was a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions that had engulfed me the previous night. Sitting by the window, I watched the first light of dawn filter through the leaves, casting dancing shadows on the floor. The warmth of the sun seemed to reach deep within, soothing the turmoil of my thoughts.

I was still wrapped in the blanket Cameron and Samuel had tucked me in with, their scent lingering on the fabric, offering a silent comfort. The memories of last night, the intense kisses, the affirmations of love, and the heartfelt conversation with my brothers, all swirled in my head, a mix of joy and poignancy.

Lost in thought, I didn’t hear the door open. It was Alana, her bright smile instantly lifting my mood.

“Hey there, babe,” she greeted cheerfully. “You seem deep in thought. Everything okay?”

I returned her smile

“Just reflecting on everything. It's been... overwhelming,” I admitted.

Alana sat beside me.

“It’s a lot to take in. But you’re