Chapter 89

The sterile white walls of the hospital room faded away as Regina leaned into Giannis, their lips meeting in a kiss that seemed to contain the sum of all their shared history. She felt overjoyed at Giannis’s eager response.

He was holding on to her as though he couldn’t get enough of her.

Regina opened her mouth for him, allowing him to slip his tongue in. The kiss felt like a dr*g she had been craving for. Giannis’s heart pounded in his chest, the beeping of the heart monitor matching its rhythm, a testament to the intensity of the moment. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer, the kiss deepening within seconds.

It all seemed familiar, the feel of her body in his arms, the passion with which she was responding to him; everything was so incredibly familiar.

As his eyes closed, his mind was flooded with memories he didn’t recognize. Images of a time when they had kissed like this before. In a pool, in the shower, in what seemed like a courthouse, on a