Eliza's pov
I closed the door to my room behind me, leaning against it for a brief moment. My pulse was still racing from the scene downstairs. Cavin's gaze, the challenge in his eyes, the way his tone hinted at emotions that went far deeper than he'd let on—it all replayed in my mind, stirring something fierce and thrilling within me. I tried the wedding gown, that fitted around my curves beautifully. I just wondered how I Cavin react.
Will he touch me? Will he make me lose my mind with his touches? A shiver ran down my spine.
But I couldn't deny that his reaction to the engagement talk, and his swift departure, had unsettled me. Pushing away the nervous energy, I crossed my room and began my night routine. As I washed off the day's makeup, brushed out my hair, and prepared f
