Candela's p.o.v

My eyes flickered open, darkness beginning to seep into the room. I was still on the couch in the living room and Salvatore was nowhere in sight.

I blinked a few times and tried to stand up. I successfully sat up, feeling weak as fuck. Just then, the door flew open and Salvatore walked in. His face downcasted, his eyes locked onto mine and I see them softened. He smiled at me so brightly. My heart aches.

“You are not a man of your word,” I teased as he walked closer to ...