Selene’s POV
The house was calm when I stepped out of Aria's room. I walked through the passageway, it stretched before me, the grand chandelier above dimmed to a low golden hue, like the house knew it was supposed to be asleep. My footsteps were soft, barely a making a sound over the tiled floors.
I hadn’t planned on leaving this way, not exactly. But there was no good way. No easy way. Just a door and a decision. I wrapped Dominic’s coat tighter around me, more for warmth, and moved with careful determination toward the main entrance.
But when I reached the edge of the landing that overlooked the grand living room, I froze.
He was there. Seated on the sleek black couch with his legs crossed, his fingers steepled beneath his chin. Still dressed in the dark shirt from earlier, his slee
