Draven POV
My heart thudded painfully, a few times against my ribs as soon as her question passed through my ears.
It was a pain that had become familiar to me over the course of the past few weeks.
I didn’t.
That was the shortest answer. It was also the truth.
The words hung on the tip of my tongue, simple, easy, yet for some reason I found myself unable to say them as I stared at her.
It was almost as if, the moment I said them, it would draw attention to the strange gulf that had formed between us.
I wanted to say to her; the pain I suffered from the bond due to the distance between us, was nothing compared to the longing that plagued me during your absence.
Despite the best efforts of the cooks, my meals became tasteless during the day. And the nights, they stretched into excee
