More than a dream come true- M.G

Chapter 15- Public

The next morning, I woke up to the soft sound of Martinus' breathing beside me. His arm was wrapped securely around my waist, and I could feel the gentle rise and fall of his chest against my back.

The memory of last night, the kiss, the panic, and then his comforting words flooded my mind. For a moment, I let myself just lie there, soaking in the peace of the morning, with Martinus' warmth grounding me.

But then, like an unwelcome guest, my thoughts returned to the posts and the comments. The anxiety crept back in, and I couldn't help but wonder what people were saying now. Had more fans noticed?

I shifted slightly and Martinus stirred beside me. He opened his eyes slowly, a sleepy smile spreading across his face as he pulled me closer.

"Morning."- he mumbled, his voice husky with sleep. "Morning."- I whispered back, trying to keep my voice light despite the unease bubbling inside me.

He noticed immediately. His hand moved up to gently tilt my chin, making me meet his gaze. "Hey, you okay?".

I sighed, not wanting to lie to him. "I don't know. I just... I'm still thinking about all those comments. What if this gets worse? What if it...breaks us?".

Martinus propped himself up on his elbow, looking at me seriously. "We'll handle it, Mathilda. I told you, we'll do it together, whatever it takes. If you're not ready for people to know about us, that's okay. But I want you to know that no matter what people say, it doesn't change how I feel about you. You're more important to me than any of that."

His words were sincere, and as much as I wanted to believe him, the fear still lingered. I know how celebrities' fans finding out about their love life mostly ends... "I know, but it's scary. I've never been in this position before, and the thought of everyone knowing and judging, it's just... a lot".- said.

Martinus nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. "I get that, and it's okay to be scared, but I want you to know I'm not going anywhere. We'll face this together, at your pace."- he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead.

For a while, we just lay there in silence, our fingers intertwined, the tension slowly easing. Martinus wrapped his arm around me as we lay in bed, his steady breathing and soft touch calming my nerves.

His reassurance about facing things together felt genuine, but deep down, the anxiety still lurked. I stayed there for a few moments longer, my thoughts a mix of worry and hope.

Just then, his phone buzzed on the nightstand. Martinus stretched out, reaching for it, his arm brushing mine. As he scrolled through his notifications, I grabbed my own phone, unable to resist checking social media again.

At first, it wasn't too bad. There were still the sweet comments- the ones where people were happy for us, shipping us together, calling us cute. I smiled, allowing myself a moment of peace. Maybe things weren't as bad as I feared. I even managed to ignore the hateful comments, reminding myself that not everyone would approve, and that was fine.

But then, something else caught my eye.

"Where is Leah?"
"What happened to him and Leah?"
"Wait, wasn't he with Leah a few months ago?"

I frowned, confusion clouding my mind. Leah? I scrolled further, seeing more comments about this girl, and my heart started pounding. Who was Leah, and why were people talking about her now?

I shot a glance at Martinus. He was still on his phone, but his expression had changed. His brows were furrowed slightly, and he seemed tense, as though he was reading something that bothered him.