The last set of maids nodded to me with a smile before turning and leaving the room. I sat there, staring at the door after it closed behind them. A heavy sigh escaped my lips. Was it really a great idea to move in with Cassian?
It wasn’t as though I had many choices. The political landscape had practically forced us together, but now, with everything going on—the rumors, the tension between us, and the shadows of the past looming over me—I couldn’t help but feel the weight of it all pressing down on my chest.
Just as I stood to pace, the door opened again. My heart jumped for a second, thinking it might be Cassian, but when I turned, it was Dorian. His familiar silhouette instantly brought a mixture of emotions I wasn’t ready to handle.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, voice sharper
