Possessive InLove

Chapter 47: Waking Up in Love

Chapter 47: Waking Up in Love

Filip’s POV

The early morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the room. I blinked, adjusting to the light, and a slow, satisfied smile spread across my face. The events of last night replayed in my mind—Rena, her warmth, her whispered confessions of love—and I felt a surge of happiness course through me.

I turned my head, and there she was, lying beside me, her chest rising and falling gently as she slept. Her face was peaceful, her lips slightly parted, her hair fanned out across the pillow. She looked so serene, so beautiful, and I couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of gratitude. After everything we had been through, waking up next to her felt like a gift.

Careful not to wake her, I reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. The touch of her skin sent a warmth through me, and I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. Her eyelids fluttered slightly, and a small smile tugged at her lips, but she didn’t wake. I just watched her, savoring this moment of calm, the intimacy of being by her side after all the heartache we’d endured.

The sound of the ocean waves crashing softly outside filled the room, blending with the peaceful quiet of the morning. I could feel the weight of the past lifting, replaced by hope and something even stronger. This was our fresh start—our chance to rebuild everything that had been broken.

I shifted closer, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her gently against me. Her body fit perfectly into mine, like it always had, and I closed my eyes, breathing in the scent of her hair. She stirred slightly, her body instinctively relaxing into my embrace, and the feeling of her so close filled me with contentment.

For the first time in a long while, I felt like I could truly protect her, cherish her, be the man she deserved. Last night had been more than just rekindling our physical connection—it was a reaffirmation of the love we had always shared, even through the hardest times.

“I love you,” I whispered softly, though I knew she was still asleep.

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Rena’s POV

I felt Filip’s arms around me before I fully woke, his warmth enveloping me like a blanket. My eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, I just lay there, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest behind me, his steady breathing a comfort I hadn’t realized I missed so deeply.

Memories of last night drifted into my mind, and a soft smile spread across my face. I could feel the tenderness in the way he held me, the unspoken promise in his embrace. I had been afraid for so long—afraid of being hurt again, afraid of trusting too much. But now, wrapped in his arms, I felt safe. For the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to believe that maybe things could really be different.

I shifted slightly, turning in his arms so that I could face him. His eyes were still closed, but there was a content smile on his face, and I felt my heart swell with love. I traced a finger lightly over his cheek, the roughness of his stubble reminding me of how real this moment was. This wasn’t a dream—it was us, finally together again.

As if sensing my movement, his eyes slowly opened, and when our gazes met, his smile widened. “Good morning,” he murmured, his voice husky from sleep.

“Good morning,” I replied softly, my fingers still tracing gentle patterns on his skin.

We stayed like that for a moment, just looking at each other, the silence between us comfortable and full of understanding. There was no need for words. Everything we felt, everything we had shared, was clear in the way we looked at each other.

“How do you feel?” he asked, his hand moving to rest on the small of my back, pulling me just a little closer.

I smiled, feeling a lightness in my chest that I hadn’t felt in so long. “Happy,” I admitted, my voice soft but honest. “I feel happy, Filip.”

His eyes softened at my words, and he leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to my lips. It was slow and sweet, full of the promise of everything we had ahead of us. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against mine, our noses brushing lightly.

“I’ve missed this,” he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. “Waking up next to you. It’s all I’ve wanted.”

I closed my eyes, letting the weight of his words sink in. “I’ve missed it too,” I whispered back. And in that moment, I knew I meant it. All the fear, all the doubt—it didn’t matter anymore. What mattered was that we were here, together, and we had both fought so hard to make it to this point.

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Filip’s POV

Hearing Rena say she was happy sent a wave of relief through me. After everything, all I wanted was to see her smile again, to know that she felt safe with me. I kissed her again, deeper this time, savoring the softness of her lips, the way she melted into my touch.

We stayed wrapped up in each other, the warmth of the morning sun filling the room, and I couldn’t help but feel that this was the beginning of something new for us. Our future felt bright, full of possibility, and as I held her close, I made a silent vow to myself: I would never take this for granted again.

“I love you,” I whispered again, my lips brushing against her hair.

Rena looked up at me, her eyes filled with the same love and hope I felt. “I love you too, Filip.”

And with those words, I knew that whatever came next, we would face it together.