Caspian's Pov

The entire house felt cold without her. Nyx’s scent still lingered faintly in the room, soft and haunting, and every time I caught it, my chest tightened like someone had driven a blade into it.

I sat behind my desk, my hands pressed against my temples. My mind was in chaos.

Why didn’t I just say it? Why didn’t I tell her the truth?

That I could love her. That I already did. That she owned me and that she had my heart.

Now she had left me. And when she did, I ...