Chapter 239

Chapter 239

Time slips by in quiet routines that turn into our normal. The days are soft, happy. It makes me forget all the other things happening around us.

Therapy gets easier, and then harder. It's like a roller coaster, depending on what new trauma Cami wants to crack open in our sessions. I settle for going to her once a week and I never miss it, never cancel it.

I find myself waking up in Zaid's bed more often than not. Listening to him

breathe, to the beat of his heart, is the best way to ward off the nightmares, and to

make sure I sleep

enough to function.

The mornings are still. I usually go into the art room first thing and open the curtains wide to let the light spill into the room. I never stop being amazed at the sight. I never stop feeling emotional when I step inside and feel loved for being known so well.

I never stop thanking him for it.

Actually, I forced him to move his desk in here last week. He fought me for a full day until I physically dragged his laptop and wires in here and dared him to stop

me.

He usually sits across from me while I paint, headphones on, lost in lines of code or whatever it is that makes him mutter under his breath and rake his fingers through his

hair. Sometimes we don't speak for hours, just exist in the same space.

And that's enough.

had

made or boundary we set, it's just something unspoken. Right now, we're focused. On ourselves. On healing. But still, there are nights when I climb into his bed without

better than I

breakfast, we

clothes for our trip. I don't have the heart to tell her that I haven't made up

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him about

don't want

around the stores and pretends to care about suitcase sizes but then gets very serious about which ones have the

two of us. A little place with string

on

glance at him over the rim of

been? And work?"

and sighs. "I'm ready to be done with senior year, I'm sure you are, too. Just a few more weeks of

You would've been done last year. But

well, I'm tired of the company I'm with. I don't know, it's not bad, I'm just not growing there anymore. I've been

smile. "Why don't you

up sharply,

not? You could do

him looking at me with a

my lip so that I don't laugh

a breath, serious once again. "You

nod, meaning

of my water and trace the

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