CASSANDRA'S POV~
The soft streaks of sunlight slipped gently through the cracks in the curtain, casting golden threads across the room. The distant ticking of the wall clock seeped into my ears, and slowly, my eyes fluttered open.
Warmth.
That was the first thing I noticed—his warmth. Adriano's arms were still wrapped tightly around me, his chest rising and falling steadily behind my back. His grip hadn't loosened through the night. His scent lingered—earthy, clean, uniquely him—and it made something inside me ache in the most unfamiliar way.
I should’ve gotten up. I was definitely late for work. But I couldn’t bring myself to move. Not when he held me like I was the only thing anchoring him. My heart softened, fluttering pathetically inside my chest.
I shut my eyes again, just for a
