(Narah POV)
That day I tried my best to avoid Tristan. That was because every time I saw him, my head immediately plays back the elevator scene.
My whole body shivers and I feel the need to touch him again. My hand still feels the smooth skin of his chest.
I clenched my hand into a fist and glared at the book. I was in the library reading books on humans.
Today I was looking for a book about human interest when I came across a romantic book. The couple in this didn't have magic spells or charms. They don’t have the concept of mates.
They fell in love with the circumstances.
Something called high school romance. It was a really cute story with a lot of sweet romance. The story is about how they discover they had a love for each other and slowly trying to make their relationship work.
