Chapter Thirty-five
Faelen’s POV
This became our secret routine.
Every time I brought Hunter tea or came to do something else for him, my heart would race as I walked down the hallway towards his office, knowing what would happen there.
My hands would tremble slightly, and my heart throbbed with the feeling of guilt. It wasn’t just about the tea, or the pretense of needing me for some task… those were just excuses, really.
We both knew why I was there, why he always asked for me specifically. I’d step into the office, quiet and shy, like always. And he’d be there, standing behind his desk or by the window, waiting.
The moment our eyes met, it was like the rest of the world just disappeared. We wouldn’t say much, barely even spoke. Words felt useless when our gazes locked.
There was
