Jasmine POV
Why don’t you have a mark yet?
The question had been simple, but it lingered. It weighed heavily, with implications that I wasn’t sure how to carry. I had been caught off guard, speechless for what felt like an eternity before I managed to offer a vague response.
I sighed, knowing I couldn’t avoid the question forever. Kaia deserved to know the truth, and I owed it to myself to confront my feelings.
She walked to the loveseat beside a window and prompted me to sit with her. I followed and sat facing her.
“It’s not that simple, Kaia,” I finally said with a quieter voice than I intended, seemingly afraid that inside her room someone would hear us. “The mark…it means so much more than just a bond for me. It’s a promise, a commitment that I’m not sure I’m ready for.”
Kaia ti
