Naomi's Pov

The golden morning light seeped in through the curtains, dancing across the hardwood floor like sun-kissed ribbons.

I rolled out of bed and stretched. I'd spent the first night in what felt like forever without waking up in fear or anxiety.

Outside, the birds sang their sweet morning songs to remind us of the real world-one that was no longer burdened by the fear that sometimes felt so heavy on my chest.

Raymond was up and out of bed. I noticed sounds of clinking in the ...