IRENE'S POV
Leon was the last to enter and as the door closed behind him, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. Leon turned to me, his eyes searching mine.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly.
I nodded, squeezing his hand. “I am now,” I whispered, feeling the warmth of his touch steady me. “We’ll be okay, Leon.”
We stood there for a moment, just taking each other in after the tense encounter. Then, a playful smile tugged at my lips.
"You know," I teased, tilting my head slightly, "that whole declaration of commitment was incredibly attractive."
Leon raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips as he gently wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.
"Is that so?" he murmured, in a low and teasing manner. "Well, the way you stood up for yourself—stood up for us
