~CECILIA’S POV~
For some strange reason, I feel as if Dorian has been watching me. To verify my suspicion, I turn my head in his direction. That’s when I discover that I was correct. As a consequence of my action, our eyes unfortunately meet.
Quickly, I look away. Dorian is a ticking time bomb. For all I know, he can simply get agitated over something as simple as being stared at, even when he himself does it all the time.
Nikolaj removes his arms from my waist and informs me that he needs to meet up with an old friend, “I’ll be back soon. Till then, I want you to get acquainted with some people here.”
“Why would anyone talk to someone like me?” I am insecure about my origins because that has always created a problem for me in the past.
Nikolaj finally grasps the complexity of my
