Sovia’s POV
He didn't have to hold me but he did. Just the moment when I needed it the most.
Someone to hold me, and tell me that I could do this. Face the people that ruined me.
Janova.
The royal family.
Blossom.
Feeling Zadekiah's rough palm slide into mine and lock our fingers, something about this moment felt almost intimate — like it was meant to be
However, I was never one to believe in fate.
Not after what happened to me.
Still, his touch made my stomach flutter and we stepped inside the hall. My focus lingered on the man that should hate me, but was holding me like I was the only thing that mattered to him.
That strange magnetic pull made me lean in, familiar and warm. Like that day when I first met Janova.
The day he saved me from those rogues, and I gave him my heart
