The soft glow of pre-dawn light filtered through the curtains, casting shadows across Lily's sleeping form. She stirred, her eyelids fluttering open as the insistent beeping of her alarm pierced the quiet. With a groan, she reached out to silence it, her fingers brushing against cool skin.
"Good morning, little witch," Caspian murmured, his silver eyes gleaming in the dim light.
Lily shivered, memories of the night before flooding back. "Is it morning already?" she asked, her voice husky with sleep.
"I'm afraid so," he replied, running a hand through his tousled dark hair. "Time waits for no one, not even us."
She sighed, reluctantly pushing herself up. "I suppose I should get ready for work."
As Lily swung her legs over the side of the bed, Caspian's hand caught her wrist. "Allow m
