Rewriting My Heart's Fate

My consciousness was hazy. I could barely make out what Ethan was saying. All I could feel was a comforting presence enveloping me, lulling me into a peaceful sleep.

I wasn't sure how much time had passed, but I groggily woke up to find myself resting against a warm, solid chest. Startled, I quickly sat up, only to notice a coat draped over my shoulders. When I looked closer, I realized it was Ethan's coat.

"Awake?" His deep, magnetic voice broke the silence.

I nodded awkwardly. I felt embarrassed as I tried to return his coat. "Thank you, Mr. Grayson. I hope I didn't disturb your rest."

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "No, you slept soundly. I couldn't even wake you. Looks like you were really exhausted."

His words sent a rush of heat to my face. How could I fall asleep just like that? I even slept against his chest. How embarrassing was that!

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Grayson... I won't let it happen again..."

tapped the tip of my nose. "Don't apologize. I'm

did he mean by that? Had he... changed? The controlling, domineering side of him seemed to have disappeared, replaced

was a bit blinding, and I instinctively squinted. But then a pair of sunglasses were gently placed on my nose. "Put these on, don't strain

I

the hotel first," Ethan said softly. His arm wrapped around my shoulders as he led me toward Park

by its grandeur. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead, plush carpets lined the floor, and priceless

you? Do you have a reservation?" The receptionist greeted us with

black card and replied, "Yes, we've reserved the

course, sir. One moment,

card and swiftly typed something on the computer. Within moments, she handed two

your stay. If there's

please don't hesitate