Raellyn could hear the soft click of the door shutting behind her back, followed by the unmistakable sound of measured footsteps drawing nearer every passing second. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. Of course it was him. Who else would come into this room at this hour, in this silence? And yet, something within her rebelled against acknowledging his presence too soon. She stubbornly refused to turn around. She remained by the window, slightly ajar, staring into the dark of night illuminated only by the scattered glitter of stars and a pale, watching moon. Stars blinked like secrets too heavy to bear, and the moon hung like a watchful eye, half-hidden by drifting clouds.
She wondered, briefly, if Arnav had expected to find her buried beneath the sheets, pretending to be s
