I watched as Luke lit the candles, a comforting ritual he had embraced since I began staying with him. He once mentioned reading somewhere that aromatherapy candles might uplift someone's spirits, and I could feel the warmth of his intentions enveloping me. It made my heart swell to know this man was willing to help me in every possible way. Despite having captured my heart time and again, my pulse still quickened whenever he performed such seemingly trivial acts, which meant the world to me.
Yet, in the back of my mind, Azazel's threat lingered, casting a shadow over the moment. I pushed those thoughts aside, determined not to let them cloud my time with Luke. I wanted to focus solely on him, to savour our connection without the weight of impending worries.
Especially since I had resolv
