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~ Bella's POV
I woke up feeling unusually happy. It wasn't just a regular morning; something about today felt brighter and lighter. I stretched lazily and turned my head, and that's when I saw him.
Alex.
He was lying beside me, sleeping soundly, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. His face looked so peaceful, almost boyish, with his dark lashes resting against his cheeks. I couldn't stop staring at him. His sharp, handsome features, the slight stubble on his jaw, and that strong, commanding presence that somehow never left him, even when he was asleep.
My heart tightened. Alex had done so much for me, more than I ever could have imagined. He rescued me when I was at my lowest, protected me, and even helped me get back what Callahan stole. He didn't have to do any of it, yet he did. And the way he looked at me sometimes… made me feel things I wasn't sure I was ready to feel.
