LIV’S POV
Inside the Blackwood Mansion
The warm air inside Kaelon’s mansion wrapped around me like a protective shield. He hadn’t even taken a full step into the living room before I realized how quiet it was. His shoe thudded against the marble floors, echoing into the silence.
It felt unreal. All of this. Him. Me. Us.
“Put me down,” I said softly, my breath catching in my throat as I caught a glimpse of the dark couch across the room. “Before Aaron walks in and sees you carrying me like this.”
Kaelon chuckled, his hold around me never faltering until he gently lowered me to my feet. “Aaron isn’t home,” he said, brushing a strand of hair from my face, his fingers lingering against my cheek. “He left… and Martha followed.”
I raised my brows slightly, my voice barely above a whisper.
