Jamie never expected to meet Justin Bieber at a remote wellness retreat tucked into the hills. No phones. No press. Just long baths, quiet walks, and silence thick enough to hold the parts of you you've never spoken aloud. Justin is quiet now-worn soft at the edges. He isn't the boy Jamie used to love from posters and playlists, but he's *still him*. And maybe that's enough. They read beside each other. They plant lavender. They don't talk much-but something grows between them anyway. Something real. This isn't a fanfiction about fame. It's about two people learning how to be quiet together. A love that doesn't ask for performance. A body worshipped without shame. A silence that heals, gently.All Rights Reserved