CHAPTER 260 — The Candle That Holds Hope

The apartment was silent.

It wasn’t an awkward silence, but the new kind of quiet that settles in when two people have truly begun to care for each other. Milagros was reclining on the couch, a light blanket draped over her legs, her hands resting—almost without realizing it—on her belly. Ayden was close by.

Always close by.

As if he had finally understood that distance was no longer an option.

Several days had passed like that.

Light meals.

Shared naps.