(Lina)
After leaving the flower room, I made my way to my bedroom. Checking on the flowers always brought me peace, but it didn't erase the ache Kieran had left me with. The memory of his dark, commanding tone played on repeat in my mind, making it impossible to think about anything else.
I walked back to my room, the silence of the halls only amplifying my thoughts. Closing the door behind me, I let out a sigh, leaning against it for a moment. I needed to focus, but my body was still restless, still yearning for the man who had so effortlessly awakened something wild inside me.
Crossing the room, I climbed onto the bed, pulling the blanket around me. Maybe some rest would help, though I doubted it. A current still passed through my body, my thoughts filled with Kieran—his touch, his words, the promise in his eyes. I sighed, sinking deeper into the bed, trying to push it all away.
