Elara's POV
We pulled apart slowly, and for a moment neither of us said anything, the garden quiet around us in a way that felt deliberate, like the world had decided to give us a second to catch up with what had just happened.
I could feel the warmth of where his hand had been against my face even after he had dropped it, and I was very aware of how close we were still standing and the fact that I had absolutely no idea what my expression was doing right now.
Ravin looked at me with that steady calm he carried everywhere, but there was something softer underneath it that I had not seen from him before, something that made him look less like the person who always had everything figured out and more like someone who was figuring this out at the same time I was.
"Are you okay?" he said
