Xander’s POV The silence had been shattered only by the soft, steady sound of Beatrice’s breathing. The early morning light spilled through the curtains, throwing long shadows behind everything in the room, giving it all an almost muted glow. The air had a faint scent of her — soft, warm, unmistakably hers. It was an unknown comfort, one I had never let myself experience before.I wasn’t used to being next to someone when I woke up. Night after night for years, my sleep had been fitful, the dreams tormenting me as they gnawed at my sanity. The darkness had been my ever-present companion, reminding me of my failures, my losses, the blood on my hands. Not when the gho
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