Ella:
I was warm, and I should’ve felt safe. But all I felt was haunted.
Colton’s chest rose and fell beneath my cheek, steady as always. His fingers moved gently along my spine, like he was afraid I’d slip away if he stopped touching me. We hadn’t said much after… everything. After I’d kissed him. After we’d fallen back into old rhythms, familiar and bittersweet.
His arm was wrapped around me like a shield, a promise.
But my mind… it wasn’t here. Not really.
I blinked at the darkened ceiling, watching shadows dance across it like ghosts I couldn’t exorcise. My body ached, my lips were swollen, and every inch of me screamed that Colton had been here.
But my soul? It was screaming for someone else.
Raiden.
That arrogant, brooding bastard with chaos in his veins and hellfire in his t
