Jace
Her gentle knock on my door was hesitant, yet it resonated through me like thunder.
Celeste.
I’d spent the entire day burying myself in books, pretending to be occupied, trying to convince myself I could still play the role of “brother” like nothing had happened.
But the truth was, I couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss we’d shared, about the way her lips had trembled against mine, the way her eyes had looked at me like I was more than I should ever be to her.
When she called my name from outside my room, I felt the urge to ignore her. I wanted to remain silent until she eventually gave up.
However, as the doorknob turned, and she entered the room, all the control I had been holding onto throughout the day suddenly slipped away.
I caught her wrist before she could leave, pulli
