Bianca Harrison's POV
"I shouldn't feel this way."
That was the first thought that crossed my mind as I lay beside him, my hand still intertwined with Gustave's.
Breathing in sync with his.
Letting his presence envelop me in a way that didn't feel invasive… but strangely safe.
Too safe.
The sensation his kiss caused was inexplicably strange. I couldn't define it, but one thing is clear: my body, my mind… didn't reject him.
That's something that terrified me more than any threat.
A silence fell after my question. One I asked without thinking, because I'm one of those people who no longer believe in the possibility of loving again.
I swallowed hard when I didn't get an answer to my question.
"Thank you," I whispered, though I wasn't sure if he heard me.
But it wasn't ju
