Chapter 23 Shawns POV Dec 30th

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Shawn's Perspective 30th December

Waking up with Cassie in my arms was incredible. The sheer joy and contentment that flooded my heart were simply indescribable.; I could not believe I let her go all those years ago. I was young and stupid back then. Oh, how I wish I could go back in time and change what I did.

In that moment of waking up with Cassie in my arms again, I realised how much I had grown since we last parted ways. Life taught me valuable lessons about love and commitment, moulding me into someone capable of cherishing what mattered.

Gently brushing away a strand of hair from her peaceful face, I vowed never to repeat the mistakes of my youth. This second chance was a precious gift not to be taken lightly.

As daylight filled the room, casting a warm glow upon us both, I whispered words of love and devotion into Cassie's ear. Promises to fiercely protect our newfound relationship replaced the regrets that once plagued my heart.

Though I couldn't change what happened in the past, this moment held infinite possibilities for our future together. In the future, we will build upon a stronger foundation.

With every breath I took, I knew waking up with Cassie in my arms reminded me of the love and happiness we both deserved. And as long as she chose to stay by my side, I would cherish her and make each day a testament to the love we had lost and found once again.

As she blinked away the remnants of sleep, Cassie's gaze met mine with a mix of surprise and tenderness. Her hand instinctively reached out to caress my cheek, her touch sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't help but feel blessed to have found someone like her – someone who understood me on a level beyond words.

The past may have been marred by regrets and missed opportunities, but it was in this moment that we had the power to shape our future.

As the morning sunlight bathed us in its warmth, I knew where I belonged – in this cocoon of love and intimacy with Cassie. With every breath shared between us, I silently vowed to be the best partner and parent I could be. No longer would time slip through my fingers; instead, I would seize each precious moment and make it count.

Together, we would create memories filled with laughter and joy, teach our children the value of empathy and understanding, and forge bonds that would withstand adversity. Our story would be one of redemption and second chances – proof that love has the power to heal wounds and transform lives.

And so, as Cassie nestled back into my embrace, her heart beating against mine in perfect synchrony, I closed my eyes for a moment of gratitude. Gratitude for the opportunity to love fiercely and passionately. Gratitude for a future that holds infinite possibilities. And above all, gratitude for the woman lying peacefully in my arms – a constant reminder that love is worth fighting for and that every day together is a gift to be cherished.

The day passed quickly; we said goodbye to their Majesties, William and Kate. Harry, my parents and my sister stayed for a while longer; Prince Harry said he would be staying for a few more days while my parents and sister headed home later that night as the police had finished at their house. I was not leaving Cassie.

After Cassie led Harry and me to the bedrooms, I settled on the bed for a bit but could not get comfortable. I thought of the last two nights and having Cassie in my arms. Feeling a sudden urge to see her again, I got out of bed and went downstairs. The sound of music grew louder as I approached the study, indicating that Cassie was still engrossed in her composition. A part of me wanted to interrupt her, to let her know that I was there, but another part hesitated. I didn't want to disturb her creative process.

Instead, I decided to retreat back to Cassie's room. The familiar scent enveloped me as I crawled back into bed. It reminded me of intimacy and warmth, intertwining our lives even when we were physically apart.

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