Ethan stood perfectly still at the foot of the bed, his hands tucked deep into his pockets.

He had been dressed for an hour, but he couldn't bring himself to leave yet.

He simply stood there watching Arielle sleep.

She looked peaceful, a rare sight for a woman who had endured so much.

The early morning light poured into the chamber, brushing gently against her skin, making her look almost unreal… like she was still part of the moon’s world.

Her silver hair was spread across the black silk ...