Grace POV

Ethan carries me into the bathroom and the first thing I notice is the steam rising from the bathtub.

Hot water. Already prepared. Already waiting.

Warmth floods my chest—not from the steam, but from the realization. He thought of this. Before everything. Before the chaos and rogues and secrets. He told someone to prepare a bath for me.

For my first shift. For the aches that would come after.

The thoughtfulness makes my throat tight ...