Khael's POV
I spent more time with Rowan and when he fell asleep on the couch beside me, I finally had the heart to leave him.
The reason why I came here has become null.
I bent down to kiss him on the forehead and a smile crossed his face as I did so. It also made me smile.
The maid met me before I could walk out and she went in to cover him with a blanket.
With one backward glance at him, I stepped out.
"Where the hell are you Han?" I thought and as if to answer my question, I looked forward and saw him standing a few steps away.
My breath hitched and I forgot to breathe for a few seconds.
He was staring back at me, blankly and I thought for a second that I might be hallucinating but when he finally moved forward I knew he was real.
"It worked!" I thought happily inside at the anger that flashed within his eyes.
With every step he took closer, I anticipated him yanking me towards him in anger for the stunt I pulled.
