Elena's POV:
Important. He told me I was important.
My heart almost stopped when I heard him say that, and then it started so fast I worried it might jump out of my throat.
Important. He’d said it so plainly, so seriously, like it wasn’t just reassurance but truth.
Before I could overthink it, I leaned in and snuggled closer to him, resting my forehead against his shoulder. His arm came around me automatically, familiar already, like my body had memorized him overnight.
Then I remembered that we were not alone in this cabin and a miniature Caleb was walking around like a threat.
I pulled back just as quickly, my eyes scanning the doorway, which was empty.
Caleb let out a low groan of protest. “Wow. Abandoned at dawn.”
“Milo is still here,” I whispered, trying—and failing—not to l
