The quiet affirmation hung in the air between them, a seal of approval on everything she had fought to build.
Sabrina felt a warmth spread through her chest that had nothing to do with the ambient heat of the district. It was a deep, profound satisfaction, the feeling of a purpose fulfilled.
For years, she had shouldered the burden of her people's survival, their fear and all of their hope for a brighter, better future.
Now, standing beside the man who had made their peace possible, she felt that weight lighten for the first time in memory.
"The night is still young, Jax," she said, her voice softer than it had been all evening. Calling him by his name just like he asked made it feel more personal and intimate, "There is one more place I would like to show you, if I may. It is… quieter."
Jax turned his gaze from the bustling, peaceful life below and fixed it on her. He gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod, "Lead on."
