Cassandra’s POV ~
The car slid to a stop in front of Nico’s penthouse, the tires screeching slightly against the wet pavement. My fingers trembled around the steering wheel, my breath catching in my throat as I just sat there for a moment, frozen, my heart in pieces that I wasn’t even sure I could gather anymore.
I barely registered the sound of the front door opening until I saw Nico, stepping out in nothing but his grey pajama pants and a black T-shirt, his sharp eyes scanning the dark, deserted street like he was expecting danger to crawl out of the shadows.
Then his gaze found me.
Without hesitation, he strode straight for the car and rapped gently on the window. The knock jolted me, and for a second, I just stared at him through the glass like I wasn’t even sure I was real.
I exh
