ZARA POV
I drifted off to sleep alone on the bed, but when I woke up, I wasn't alone anymore. Hero's arms were wrapped tightly around me, his breath warm against my ear. He was holding me close, his arm a solid barrier around my waist. I could feel his fingers lightly tracing patterns on my skin, sending unwanted heat down my entire body .
I tried to leave, but I couldn't. I held my breath, fighting back the memories that flooded my mind. I meant every word I said last night. I refused to be someone he despised during the day and then used as a plaything at night.
Sunlight streamed through the window, telling me it was morning. I hadn't slept enough, and exhaustion weighed heavily on me. Yet, time was slipping away. If I wanted to find the witch and get her help, I needed to do it befor
