The clock had just struck six in the evening when a gentle knock echoed at the bedroom door. Celina lay on the bed, her head resting against Thor’s chest while his fingers absently combed through her hair. The day had been long—draining, raw, and full of tears. Her body was there, but her mind drifted elsewhere, tangled in questions, conflicting emotions, and the bitter taste of the truth still burning inside her chest.

“You can come in,” Thor said quietly, without moving.

The door opened softl