Chapter 284. Make Me Yours

Elizabeth’s POV

The moment the bathroom door clicked shut behind me, the outside world seemed to fade into something distant and muffled, as though I’d stepped into a pocket of time meant only for me. The room was already warm, the kind of heat that softened sharp edges and coaxed tense muscles into surrender. Steam curled lazily upward from the jacuzzi, fogging the mirrors and blurring the sharp lines of reality. The soft hum of the water filling the tub echoed gently, rhythmic and calming, like a steady heartbeat.

I exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of the last few days settle heavily in my chest—and then, just as slowly, begin to lift.

I shed my clothes without ceremony, letting them fall wherever they pleased. For once, I didn’t care about appearances or expectations. I didn’t care about who I was supposed to be or what role I was meant