Katherine’s POV
The night felt heavier than the silk dress clinging to my skin. By the time Steven pulled open the passenger door for me, the cool evening air barely cut through the heat burning beneath my skin. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since the moment Arius walked into that dining room.
I slid into the seat of Steven’s sleek black car, pressing my palms into my lap as he closed the door. My reflection stared back at me faintly in the tinted window — pale face, flushed cheeks, eyes wide like I’d seen a ghost. Maybe I had.
Steven got in on his side, his cologne filling the space instantly. It was warm, familiar, the kind of scent that usually made me feel safe. Tonight it only twisted the guilt deeper. He fastened his seatbelt, gave me that small smile he always did, like he was p
