The early light streamed in with Evander stirred, his eyes fluttering open. His gaze immediately landed on Delphinia, who was still fast asleep beside him. She was facing him, her chest rose and fell rhythmically as she faced him in quiet sleep. Her hair was slightly messy, a few loose strands falling over her face, but to him, she looked effortlessly beautiful.
A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he took her in. Yesterday felt like a bad dream, Lydia's visit still left a bitter aftertaste. The thought of being alone in his room, left to wrestle with his thoughts, had been unbearable. When Delphinia mentioned going back to Ashton, he'd asked her to stay instead. To his relief, she hadn't protested.
