Elizabeth's Pov
Daniel dropped me off at home and offered to make me a hot cup of chocolate, but I refused. He didn't insist, but I could see the sting of disappointment on his face. I waved him goodbye and he reluctantly drove away. There was something about the way he looks at me—hopeful, raw, unguarded.
And then there was Sebastian. His name alone was a storm inside me. He was dangerously intoxicating, someone I couldn’t stay away from even when I tried. With him, it was fire—burning, consuming, inevitable. With Daniel, it was… different. A steady flutter, soft but insistent. A reminder that maybe I could still be wanted without being destroyed.
By the time morning came, I hadn’t decided what to do. But fate—or maybe mischief—decided for me.
It began when Daniel slipped a folded not
