Back in their bedroom, Samantha found no escape from the restlessness that plagued her. Every corner held memories - both real and dreamed. The rumpled sheets still carried Marcus and Kai's scents, making her hyperaware of their absence.
She moved to the window, watching the morning light strengthen. But even the view reminded her of that dream encounter with Callum at the overlook. His kiss had felt so real, carried such power. Now, with him gone, she felt oddly unanchored.
The bed called to her, but she resisted. Something about Kai's suggestion about fulfilling their destiny felt wrong - or at least, the timing did. After everything Callum had stirred up between them, how could they possibly focus on creating new life?
She touched her lips unconsciously, then caught herself. This wasn't like her - this uncertainty, this need for space from her partners. Their bond had always been their strength, their sanctuary. Now it felt... complicated.
