Cassie’s POV
The black SUV rolled to a slow stop in front of me, its sleek body gleaming under the pale, fading city light with the engine purring softly. The passenger window eased down with a smooth hum, and we saw each other. Daelan.
My heart kicked in my chest, skipping a full beat before it picked up again like it had been startled back to life.
His dark eyes met mine from behind the window, unmoving. I sat there on the curb, soaked and feeling small, with my half-wrecked box beside me like I was waiting for rescue. I couldn’t tell what was in his expression. But my brows knitted in confusion, wondering what he was doing here.
Finally, he turned off the ignition and stepped out, shutting the door and started walking towards me. Stopping in front of me, his boots landed first ag
