Chapter 42 Forty Two
- Evana's POV
- Sebastian stands at the door, his fingers tightening slightly on the frame as if debating whether to stay. The warmth of his touch is still imprinted on my skin, the scent of him and Luciano lingering like a silent claim. His sharp blue eyes sweep over me one last time before he exhales, his jaw clenching.
- "You should rest. I'll be back soon," he mutters.