Chapter 40 Only When You're Sure

• The sound of running water was soft and steady, blending with the gentle whisper of the wind rustling the surrounding leaves. Eulalia stood still, as if time itself had frozen. Her eyes were shut tightly, hands covering her face, and her heart pounded wildly in her chest.
• She could hear his deep breathing. She could smell him—his scent filling her senses completely.
• “Eulalia,” Alaric’s husky voice came, close—too close.