Lily
The next morning arrived with a strange feeling in my chest. I woke up earlier than usual, but instead of feeling rested, I found myself staring at the ceiling while the events from the previous night replayed in my mind. The message, the footprints, the blood in the forest and the way Caspian had held me when I was frightened were all tangled together, making it impossible for me to understand what was happening around me. More than anything, I couldn't stop thinking about the way he had kissed my forehead before leaving me.
It had been such a small gesture, but somehow it had stayed with me throughout the night. I touched my forehead unconsciously and smiled before immediately scolding myself. He had rejected me. I shouldn't be allowing myself to become attached to every little th
