I didn’t sleep a wink after he snapped at me.

Cassian had looked straight into my eyes, voice raw with something I couldn’t name—anger, confusion, maybe both—and told me to stop watching him.

But I couldn’t help it. I was sleeping when I heard him muttering something in his sleep. His face twisted like he was in an expression I could only peg down as longing.

I hadn’t meant to stare. I’d just… gotten stuck. Like something invisible tied my eyes to him.

And I hated it. Ever ...