**Angel’s POV**
As I paced back and forth in my room, the soft light from the desk lamp cast long shadows on the walls. My mind raced with the only thought that seemed to matter: How do I kiss her accidentally without revealing my true intentions? I needed to devise a plan, something that would allow me to get close to her without raising suspicion or exposing my actual motives. It had to be seamless, a masterstroke of subtlety.
The truth was, I hadn’t seen Riaya since the day I told her I would never be with her. Our paths had deliberately avoided crossing, and I had done my best to maintain that distance. But the constant dreams, the burning desire, and the frustration of not being able to shake her from my mind were starting to drive me mad. I had convinced myself that this was the on
