KAINE’S POV
The morning sun illuminates the place, making the whole forest seem like something out of a dream. I stand beside the horses, preparing for the ride. Jaime is already up on his mount, adjusting the reins with his usual cocky grin plastered on his face. But it’s not Jaime I’m focused on today.
Carissa stands a few feet away. She looks beautiful. Her dark hair catches the sunlight. Her face is lit up by a smile that has the power to disarm every hard part of me. She looks perfect—radiant in a way that even the most skilled artists would struggle to capture. She’s wearing a simple red dress, the kind that flows with the wind as she moves, making her seem like she’s gliding instead of walking. She hasn’t stopped smiling since we told her about the retreat, and I’m already enjoyin
