KAEL — POV
The air around me was suffocating, thick with the scent of jasmine and something deeper—something far more dangerous. The heavy weight of her presence pressed down on my chest, like a whisper I couldn't ignore, a pull that I wasn't willing to fight anymore.
I'd tried—God knows, I'd tried. I'd told myself I could walk away from her, that it was better for both of us. But with each passing day, the taste of her lingered on my tongue, and the sound of her name echoed in my head like an addiction.
And tonight? Tonight, I was on the verge of giving in completely.
I moved through the grand hallway of the estate, every step echoing on the marble floors, my fingers flexing at my sides. I had no reason to be here. No reason to seek her out. But she was the only thing that had ever made me feel alive—that was the truth, no matter how much I denied it.
