~Darius POV~
Something is off with me by the time I leave her room.
I keep walking like nothing happened. Straight back with a steady pace, the same way I always move through these halls. If anyone sees me right now, they wouldn't notice anything different. They won't see how badly I'm falling apart inside.
My mind keeps pulling me back to her room, to the small things that I shouldn't be thinking about. The way her hands tightened around my waist. Her whole body forgot it wasn't supposed to want me, it craved me badly.
I noticed.
And I'm still thinking about it by the time I reach my study, which is the part that's actually bothering me. I don't normally do this. I don't replay things over and over. I make decisions and move on, but it's so difficult now.
I shut the door behind me
