Raisel - POV

Soren stood before me, devastatingly handsome in a black tux. His wavy black hair was slicked back neatly, and his sharp jaw—accentuated by a bit of stubble—made him look even more alluring. I couldn’t help but stare, my eyes tracing every detail of his face. His gaze roamed over me with an intensity that sent heat coursing through my veins.

"Such a love spell," Hazel whispered to Fiora and Gwen, awe coloring her tone. Her words pulled me out of the trance—or whatever ...