MIA POV
I don’t think Inara has ever been so content within me. I almost did not want to open my eyes; I was so comfortable sleeping against Atlas. I felt his hand slowly moving against me gently. His lips occasionally brushed against my fresh mark, sending waves of warmth throughout my body. Finally, I heard him whisper, his voice a soft melody in the quiet room, "I know you are awake." As I opened my eyes, the world came into focus, revealing Atlas's loving gaze. "I just did not want this moment to end," I admitted with a smile.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice filled with concern and affection.
"Amazing and complete," I admitted. His smile widened, reflecting the joy in his eyes.
"How are you feeling now that you shifted and recovered your memories?" I asked, my curiosity
