It’s past midnight when you finally tiptoe through the front door—soft as a whisper, careful not to wake Madison. But she’s not asleep. She’s been waiting for you all day, tucked under the blankets with her phone in hand, probably replaying your voice in her head, even though you weren’t there.

Your bag slides off your shoulder, and your hoodie sleeves swallow your hands as you cross the room, tired but desperate to see her. The moment she spots you, her whole face lights up, eyes sparkling even in the dim light. “There you are, my love,” she sighs happily. You kick off your shoes and crawl into bed beside her, snuggling in like you never want to leave. Your voice is soft and a little shaky. “I missed you so much… Can I just stay here forever? Please hold me tight?”

She wraps her arms around you like you’re her whole world, burying her face in your hair. “I’ve been counting down the minutes,” she whispers. “Now that you’re here, everything feels perfect.”This is your little world: you chasing your busy day, her holding the safe place you always come home to. And right now, all you want is to melt into her arms and never let go.