Peniel
“Come on, I want to see you in that dress," Cassian whispered, his breath warm against my neck. "I want to be the first to see how stunning you'll look tomorrow." His words were laced with something more, something that made my heart beat in ways I didn’t want to acknowledge.
I couldn’t stop the small smile that tugged at the corners of my lips, but it felt wrong, like betraying a part of myself. Cassian’s beauty was angelic, almost ethereal—yet there was something dark beneath it, something that reminded me of a fallen angel. The kind that betrayed heaven and found power in the underworld.
My gaze shifted back to the dress laid on the bed. My fingers brushed the fabric, cool and smooth under my touch, but the moment was broken by the warmth of his hand suddenly at my back.
“If
