Sebastian's POV

I woke up with a strange longing the next day. Not strange, but intense. It was like my feelings for Elizabeth grew each time we had sex. The way our bodies ignite, the way we melt into each other's hands. I didn't call the previous night because I wanted her to rest. I had fully exhausted her. So I sent a simple text, but she didn't reply.

My study, usually a sanctuary filled with books, soft light, and the quiet hum of my thoughts, felt like a prison tonight. It was lonely ...