Chapter 67 – Happily Ever After

POV: Isabella

The drive back from the rooftop was quiet, warm, and heavy with unspoken desire. My hand rested in Adrian’s, fingers interlaced, squeezing gently whenever his gaze met mine. The city lights blurred past the windows, painting his face in streaks of gold and neon—harsh in some places, soft in others. I couldn’t stop staring at him.

“You’re staring,” he said, voice low, almost teasing—but there was a tremor beneath it, a ...