Lorien POV
The hotel lobby was breathtaking elegant in a way that made me feel out of place. Everything gleamed as though it had been polished by moonlight itself, and I hesitated to touch anything, afraid my fingers might somehow stain the perfection. The chandelier hanging high above sparkled with a thousand fragments of light, and for a brief, foolish moment, I found myself lost in it, my gaze caught by the shimmer instead of where I was walking.
Auren trailed close behind me. I could feel him there not touching, but near enough that his presence brushed against my senses. The space he gave me was deliberate, an unspoken apology for what had happened in the car. Still, the closer he came, the more my skin tingled. The fine hairs on my arms rose, and a faint shiver ran through me.
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