Katya POV
Love, a word I never thought I would utter again after my parents' death, yet it was an emotion I felt for Falcon super fast. The warmth of his touch, the way his eyes sparkled when he looked at me, and the sound of his laughter brought a sense of joy and comfort I hadn't felt in a long time. Sometimes, just for a second, reality came crashing down on me. I questioned if this happiness would last.
Maybe it was because I had always felt that most happiness was inevitably stripped away from me in the end. Something happened in that car, something I can't explain. There was a dangerous energy that pulsed inside of me. I couldn't shake the feeling that whatever had happened would hurt others, innocent others, or even me.
It's funny how I finally felt at home with someone, finally
