Mila POV
I couldn't sleep at all after my encounter with Angel last night. The moment replayed in my mind like a broken record—his intense gaze, the way his lips brushed against mine, and the warmth of his hands on my skin.
Tossing and turning, my thoughts were like shadows, creeping into every corner of my mind. No matter how hard I tried to shake him off, I just couldn't.
My skin remembered so vividly his appealing touch, and my lips still tingled from the warmth of his kisses. I could almost feel his breath against my cheek, his whispered promises echoing in the silence of my room.
"Ugh," I groaned out in frustration, pulling the pillow over my head.
I didn't know when my life became so complicated. One moment, I was just a girl with a simple life, and the next, I was tangled in a web of emotions I never asked for. How do you stop your heart from being so confused?
