Serena’s POV
I felt Dorian’s grip on me tighten before he suddenly let go and took a step back, his expression unreadable.
He picked up my phone, eyes scanning through the new files Sophia had sent.
I didn’t move. Didn’t dare.
Every swipe of his thumb felt like it carved deeper into my chest.
I didn’t try to take it back—too afraid it would make things worse, too afraid of what he might think.
The air in the room turned suffocating.
Gone was the warmth from our kiss, replaced by something cold, sharp, and distant.
When he finally finished, he set the phone down without a word. Calm. Controlled.
But I knew—something between us had shifted. And there was no going back.
“Dorian…” I whispered.
His eyes eyes burned with something I couldn’t name.
And for the first time, I
