Zadekiah’s POV
Gods, when was she going to stop with her rambling?
Despite my eyes being closed, I felt her presence hovering. The image of Sovia when she stepped inside my space glued to my memory.
How her red hair draped her shoulders, and her black dress snatched her lean waist. I still remembered her collar bones popping out.
She was too lean for her age.
Once the silence stretched longer, I opened my eyes to see Sovia. Her long lashes fluttered with sleep.
Gods, she was beautiful. Even in her sleep.
If we were in our former lives, maybe I would have told her those exact words — that she was beautiful.
But now, I can't.
For what is ahead, weakness will only give my enemies a channel to use against me.
The car made a turn. Sovia’s body tilted. My chest twisted with pa
