Hazel’s POV
His lips moved—like he was actually going to kiss me back.
For one dizzy second I felt the heat of his breath mix with mine, felt the tremble in his fingers where they gripped my shoulders. My heart slammed so hard I thought it would crack my ribs. Then—suddenly—he ripped himself away.
The force of it sent me stumbling backward. My hip hit the balcony railing. Pain flared, but it was nothing compared to the hollow ache that opened up inside my chest when I saw his face.
Dimitri looked wrecked. Eyes wild, pupils blown, chest heaving like he’d sprinted a mile. His hands shook at his sides. He stared at me for half a heartbeat—like he was memorizing me, like he was terrified of me—then he spun and bolted for the door.
He didn’t say another word.
The door slammed behind him s
