BRITTANY’S POV:
It’s been a week since I said yes to Mycseen, and honestly, we’re still figuring this whole love thing out. Love… The word itself feels foreign on my tongue. Am I even doing this right?
I sat at my desk, lost in the pages of a novel, hoping to drown out the conflicting emotions inside me. Just as I turned another page, I felt a gentle touch on my hand. My body stiffened.
I looked up, and there he was, Mycseen, standing with his hands in his pockets, a bright, boyish smile spread across his face.
“Uh… Hey, Mycseen,” I said, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. Why was he smiling at me like that?
“Hey, Britt,” he said, his voice warm. Then, without warning, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on my chin.
I froze.
The world around me blurred into nothingness. My fa
