I was already standing in front of Gosto’s chamber before I realized where my feet had carried me. The sky outside was still dark, but sleep had long abandoned me. My heart thudded against my ribs, and I could barely keep up with my breath. I lifted my hand, about to knock, when the door suddenly swung open and Gosto pulled me into his arms without a word.

Within seconds, I was enveloped in the warmth of his body.

He wore a loose, worn shirt and simple sweatpants, but that didn’t diminish ...