Chapter 48
Draven's POV
I hated that I was pulled away from the quiet time I was having with zeraphine.
Despite the chill, my heart felt strangely warm, a sensation I hadn’t experienced in years. Zeraphine’s smile remained in my mind, replaying like a song I couldn’t turn off. The way her face lit up when she saw the garden... It had been worth every second of planning.
I couldn’t stop thinking about her laughter, soft and genuine, something I hadn’t expected to hear from her. It was a sound that felt like sunshine in the middle of a storm, breaking through the chaos that constantly surrounded me.
I shook my head, trying to clear the image of her from my thoughts. Why am I thinking about this so much? I scolded myself. It was dangerous. This was dangerous. Allowing myself to get close
