Cassidy awoke to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. The events of the previous night were a blur, but as her eyes adjusted, she became acutely aware of the figure lying next to her. Nova’s presence was like a heavy weight, his breath slow and steady, but his body tense even in sleep. Her heart pounded in her chest as she recalled the fight, the kiss, and everything that had led them to this moment.
Before long, Nova stirred beside her. His eyes opened, and for a moment, they simply stared at each other. The air between them was thick with unresolved tension. Finally, Nova broke the silence.
"What was that kiss about, Cassidy?" His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it that made her stomach twist.
Cassidy knew this moment would come, and she had prepared herself
