Chapter 31

Damian

"Elysium is Emjay in my arms." ~ Damian

The first light of dawn filters through the sky, casting a gentle glow over the campsite. The warmth of the morning sun coaxes me from the depths of sleep, and I stir. As my lids flutter open, I'm acutely aware of the softness pressed against my chest. The rhythmic rise and fall of her breath, the gentle weight of her body nestled in my arms—this was no dream.

For a moment, I lie still, savoring the sensation of her warmth, and the silky feel of her hair against my skin. The woman I love, Emjay, is curled up beside me, her head resting on my shoulder, her arm draped across my chest.

The realization hits me like a tidal wave, washing over me with disbelief and profound gratitude. This was something I have longed for, yet never dared to dream would happen so soon.

I look down at her, my heart swelling with an emotion so intense it almost takes my breath away. The early morning light casts a soft, golden hue on her face, highlighting the delicate curve of her cheek and the peaceful expression she wears. Her lashes flutter a little as if she's still caught in the gentle embrace of sleep.

I tighten my hold on her, careful not to wake her. The fear that this experience might slip away, that it's too fragile to last, gnaws at the edges of my mind. But as I feel her stir, snuggling closer to me, I allow myself to relax and simply be present in this fleeting, perfect moment.

I inhale deeply. The scent of pine and earth mingle with the subtle fragrance of her hair. It's a grounding reminder of where we are, yet it feels like we're in our own world, separate from the hardships that have brought us here. The tranquility of the Yonah Mountains surrounds us. The peacefulness of the morning adds to the sense of magic that envelopes us.

This journey has brought us closer, forging a bond that feels unbreakable. I marvel at her strength, her resilience, and the fact she's here, in my arms, safe and sound.

As I watch her sleep, a sense of contentment washes over me. This was more than I've ever hoped for. Yet here she is, a testament to the possibilities that lie ahead.

A soft sigh escapes her lips, and her hand curls against my chest. I can't help but smile. My heart overflows with love and a promise to protect her and cherish every moment we have together. I know the challenges aren't over, but this moment, this beautiful, serene moment, is ours.

I press a gentle kiss to her forehead, a silent vow of my unwavering devotion. As the sun rises, casting its light on the day ahead, I hold her close, grateful for the unexpected gift of waking up with the woman I love nestled in my arms.