Nyx's Pov
I stared at Caspian’s name glowing on the screen, my fingers tightening around the phone. My heart skipped once, twice, before I swiped to answer.
“Hello?” My voice came out softer than I expected.
“Nyx.” His smooth voice filled my ear, warm and deep. It sent a shiver down my spine even though I was standing under the grey, open sky.
“How are you?”
“I’m alright,” I said, but even I could hear how careful my tone was. “And you?”
There was a pause. Just enough to make me frown.
“I’m fine.”
But something was wrong. I could hear it, hidden under the calm of his voice. A faint tension in his words, the kind you couldn’t fake away.
“What’s wrong, Caspian?”
“Nothing,” he replied quickly, almost too quickly.
I stopped walking, ignoring the soft patter of water dripping from
