CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
BREA
Every morning that Brea woke in the extravagance of the Fargelsi palace was like fighting a new battle. Forcing herself to rise.
Facing the servants and guards acting as if she'd never left.
And Griff.
With a sigh, she eyed him where he sat across the room. "Are you watching me sleep? Again?" Every time she opened her eyes, the beautiful man she'd once thought she could love stared back at her.
"Just afraid you'll disappear on me." He stood and moved closer, his eyes never leaving her face.
Brea sat up and scooted back until she hit the headboard. "You're creepy. You shouldn't sneak into my room this early in the morning."
"Because you never crept into mine in the middle of the night?" One eyebrow arched, and Brea was hit with a wave of emotions and feeling
