Inside My Love (Eve Parrish)

Описание: The evening light in the room was the color of old honey, pooling around the lamplight where she sat. He sat at the couch by the window, a silhouette against the distant city glow, his shoulders bowed under a weight she could name without words. He had been carrying the night too long; she could see it in the tightness of his borrowed smiles, in the quiet way he breathed.

“Come here,” she said, her voice a soft space in the quiet. He turned, and she saw the exhaustion etched around his eyes. He came, drawn by a gravity he no longer had the strength to resist. She reached out, her hand finding his. His skin was cool. “You don’t have to hold it together,” she murmured, guiding his head to rest against her. She felt him shudder, then begin to unwind.

She held him, her arms a gentle circle, her rhythm a slow tide against his ragged thoughts. The world beyond their embrace, the suggestion of rain, the dim walls, softened and blurred into nothing. “Just breathe,” she whispered into his hair, her own heart a steady, welcoming drum. “Let go.”

He did. With a final, calm exhalation, he seemed to sink into her warmth, not just against her, but into her. The tension melted from his limbs, his form yielding, blending into the safety she offered until no separation remained.

A while later, she was alone in the amber glow. A deep, quiet satisfaction hummed within her. The room was perfectly still, perfectly full. Inside her love, he was home, he was forever her own.

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