HAZEL STYLES POV

I woke up to a room filled with sweet-smelling, brightly colored flowers.

Admiring the burst of color in the room, I shifted onto my side and froze as my eyes locked onto Riven's from the chair facing my bed. His lips curved into a smile, his gaze trained on me with an unnerving intensity that had my heart skipping a beat when he slowly pushed forward.

"Riven" I gasped, and he got up from the chair, the suddenness of it sending a jolt of electricity through my body and ...