Chapter thirty four

Angel

I woke up the next morning with a heavy feeling in my chest, still haunted by the events of the previous night. Seeing Selena's tears and feeling her discomfort had left a profound impact on me. I couldn't bear the thought of having made her feel guilty or pressured in any way. She deserved better than that.

As I lay there, I contemplated how to make it up to her, how to show her that I understood and respected her boundaries. The realization hit me that actions would speak louder than words. I wanted to make her feel cherished and loved, to reassure her that I would always prioritize her comfort and happiness.

With determination in my heart, I decided to start by bringing breakfast to her in bed. I quietly slipped out of the room, making my way to the kitchen. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries filled the air, creating a comforting atmosphere.

I gathered an assortment of Selena's favorite breakfast items, arranging them on a tray with a single red rose tucke