Ava
The early morning light hadn't yet pierced through the curtains, but my eyes were wide open. Sleep had eluded me, haunted by the echoes of last night's confrontation with Caspian.
I turned to face him, still asleep beside me. Even in slumber, he exuded an effortless allure—his chiseled features relaxed, the faint stubble on his jawline adding to his rugged charm. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he shifted slightly, and I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest.
What was wrong with me? After everything, why did he still have this effect on me? I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts.
Carefully, I slipped out of bed, ensuring I didn't wake him. The cool floor beneath my feet grounded me as I left the room.
In the quiet of the house, I wished for clarity, for a way to sil
