Mia’s POV
The storm raged outside, the wind howling like a beast trapped in a cage. The flickering candlelight cast long shadows against the wooden walls, making the small space feel even more suffocating. I had tried to keep myself awake, but exhaustion crept in, my body betraying me as my eyelids grew heavy.
I barely noticed the soft touch at first. The gentle way fingers brushed against my hair, tucking a damp strand behind my ear. A warmth lingered close—too close.
My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself staring straight into Nathan’s face.
My breath caught, panic clawing at my chest. He was right there, hovering over me, his face inches from mine. His golden eyes flickered with something unreadable, his fingers still grazing my cheek.
The moment snapped.
I shot up, pushing my
