RAVENNA POV
There was a buzz in my ears, a thump in my head, a knife in my heart.
Why the hell was Zara touching Darius?
It was just a small touch: her hand on his arm, but it made my vision red. Also because his shirt was sleeveless so Zara was touching skin.
Why wasn't he pushing her hand away? Why was he looking so relaxed? There was even a smirk on his face. That smirk that he has given me countless times.
I had to breathe in deeply to clear the buzzing in my ears so I could hear what they were saying.
Zara's voice drifted through the door, light and playful, teasing him in a way I had never heard her before.
"You’re so cold, Darius," Zara cooed, her laughter a soft melody that curled around my insides. "You know, I could make you feel something real. You’re not fooling anyon
