HAZEL STYLES POV

Riven's lashes were thick.

I stared at him, my eyes taking in every minute detail of his features as he slept. This was the first time I had seen him so sound asleep, and it did things to my heart that it had no right to.

Why was he still here? Most times, he was gone when I opened my eyes.

I tilted my head, my bottom lip between my teeth, as I watched him. He looked breathtakingly handsome.

How could someone so beautiful be so fucked up?

But wasn't I also ...