LUCIUS' POV:
Sun rays streaming in through our half-open window forced me to jolt awake much earlier than I would originally have loved to.
The previous night had been long, and I was not yet fully rested.
I stretched my body to full length on the bed and rubbed the sleep off my eyes.
Cassia was sleeping soundly beside m,e from the way her breaths came out in consistent, short puffs, I could tell that she would not be waking up any time soon.
I took a minute or two to admire how the light from the sun rested on her face like it was gracing her peaceful sleeping face. But my admiration did not last for very long.
Memories of the night before came flooding into my mind and I cringed hard. Why did I tell her about my mother's lullaby and sing for her?
Why was I so into my feeling
