Angel’s POV

The last three days had been pure hell. I felt so weak, barely able to sense Kira's presence. It was as if she was lingering at the edges of my mind, distant and unreachable. Eating and sleeping had become secondary concerns as I found myself endlessly replaying his rejection in my thoughts:

I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the sensation of his canines piercing my skin. But instead, I felt a sudden rush of cool air. Opening my eyes, I realized he was ...