There was a weight to his words, something unspoken but undeniable.
Then, with a final pat on Kaius’s shoulder, Gavi stepped back. “Good luck tomorrow… You’ll need it.”
And with that, he left, leaving Kaius standing there, fists clenched, heart pounding, feeling like the ground beneath him was shifting in ways he couldn’t control.
The need to move, to burn off the storm raging inside him, pushed him forward, and before he knew it, he was back in his room, closing the door behind him with more force than necessary. His mind was spinning, his emotions a tangled mess of frustration, longing, and something far too dangerous to name.
He needed a cold shower.
Kaius shrugged off his jacket, already moving toward the bathroom, but the moment he stepped further into the room, he froze.
Becaus
