I couldn’t sleep.
Every time I closed my eyes, I felt Kael’s lips against mine.
I turned onto my side and pulled the blanket over my head.
“Stop thinking about him.”
You’re lying.
I groaned.
“Nyx.”
You want him.
“I don’t.”
You kissed him back.
My face burned.
“I was confused.”
You wanted him.
“I hate you.”
No, you hate that I’m right.
I sat up.
She was right.
That was the problem.
I had spent days trying to convince myself that Kael no longer mattered.
Then one kiss had destroyed every lie I had told myself.
I touched my lips.
Why had I held his shirt?
Why hadn’t I pushed him away?
And why did a part of me still wish he hadn’t stopped?
I shook my head.
“No.”
Elara.
“No. Adrian doesn’t deserve this.”
Adrian.
The thought of him made my chest tighten.
He had been
