Peniel
"You don't get to tell me about that right now, Cassian." I snatched the key from his pocket, feeling its cold metal against my palm as I pressed it against the concealed button on the hidden door.
"Peniel—"
"Focus! I really don't want to hear about the things I can't believe." My voice trembled with urgency as I pressed the key into the lock, but it refused to turn.
"It doesn't work," I muttered under my breath, frustration bubbling up inside me. Suddenly, Cassian reached over, his fingers brushing against mine as he gently took the key from my grasp.
His touch was soft yet firm as he maneuvered to the door, intent on opening it himself. I watched, breathless, as he aligned the key with the lock, determination etched across his face.
I could see the intensity in his eyes,the
