Zamian, still surprised by Mira's words, hadn't yet fully processed the softness of her breasts pressed against his face. Every beat of her racing heart thudded steadily against him, a rhythm he couldn't ignore. His mind, so often focused and calculated, seemed to pause in this moment, overwhelmed by the closeness and vulnerability between them.
"I'm here," he murmured softly, his voice carrying both reassurance and a promise he wasn't even fully aware of. He could feel her breath against his skin, the warmth of her presence grounding him. "I will never leave you," he added, a certainty he hadn't realized had taken root in him until now.
