Anna's PoV
He was magic.
Spending time with him was magic, everything about him was elemental. He wasn't the kind of magic that you'd read about in closed books of old libraries, or the kind that would be written about anywhere. He was the kind of magic that you feel running through your veins, and you feel it every time you close your eyes and listen to his heartbeat, every time he touches your skin and even in the darkest nights, everything was going to be fine soon.
I lay awake struggling from sleep, just looking at him sleep with his lips a little parted and how his bare chest rose every time he breathed and then fell back, his one hand caged around me as if some thief would rob me away from him.
I couldn't bring myself to sleep tonight. Despite being incredibly tired, I passed my
