one hundred and seventy four

Jenny’s POV

I was frozen in disbelief as Elijah's lips met mine, a shockwave reverberating through my entire being. He was my husband, yes, but this sudden display of affection caught me off guard, stirring a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within me. The weight of our situation, the child we were bound by, hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over this intimate moment.

In that fleeting instant, I couldn't help but wonder about the motives behind his actions. Was it a desperate grasp for comfort amid turmoil, a need for solace in the chaos that engulfed us? Memories of our past encounters resurfaced, clouding my judgment with doubt and uncertainty. Yet, at that moment, rationality took a backseat to the raw intensity of the emotions coursing through me.

Despite the complexities of our relationship, a part of me couldn't deny the faint glimmer of contentment that blossomed within me as Elijah sought refuge in my embrace. If being his anchor in the storm brought him a moment of pea