Iliana’s POV:
With a book on my lap and a steaming cup of coffee on the table beside me, I was cooped up on the couch, desperately trying to escape the nightmare my reality had become lately.
I had lost count of the number of times I had read the same paragraph again and again. Even though my eyes were skimming the page, and my lips mouthed the words, none of them registered in my mind.
Since yesterday, his confession had been reeling in my mind like a broken record.
‘Are you a human?’
‘No.’
After he vanished, I clutched my bag and sprinted out of the library. Outside, I heaved huge breaths and let the cool breeze hit my face. But nothing seemed to calm the storm stirring inside me.
Hurrying back to my apartment, I closed the door behind me.
But…for the first time in months, I didn
