Chapter 78 One Last Time

• Evelyn
• His fingers traced along my spine as our bodies remained entwined under the duvet, the warmth of our skin mingling to make up for the times they had been apart. I gazed up at him, reaching out to brush back a few stray strands of hair that had concealed his sharp, green orbs—the very ones I had fallen for on the first day.
• "What are your plans after leaving?" I asked, my thumb lightly grazing his stubble.