Ciara’s POV
It was the most perfect night that I could have ever hoped for. Owen and I made love like it was our last chance to touch each other. There was a need for each other in the air that couldn’t be extinguished. If we weren’t making love, we were talking and holding onto one another like a lifeline. He told me the “Romeo and Juliet” plan and I couldn’t help but laugh because I knew it was all Benji’s doing. Poison and Literature? Can’t seem to go wrong.
Then at the early sign of day break, I left him sleeping alone in his bed, tangled up among the sheets with the aroma of our love. I left through the balcony doors but turned to look back at him one last time. Today was the Winter Moon Ball and things could be very different after tonight. I had a bad feeling, and It scared me. I
