Chapter 8 Elena

• ELENA'S POV
• TIME SLOWED.
• As we stood there, the warm sunlight streaming through the kitchen window, I felt his eyes lock onto mine. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down my spine, making my heart stutter in my chest. His fingers tightened around mine, firm but not forceful, and at that moment, I could feel the connection. It mirrored the sparks flickering within me, an undeniable pull that I wasn’t sure I wanted to resist.