Seraphina’s POV

“Hey, Sera, do you mind trying this for me?” Kit asked from the kitchenette, trying his hand at cooking breakfast while I packed our bags for the short trip home. Part of me was already mourning the loss of not waking up to him anymore.

It’s only been two mornings, but I loved feeling the sun come through the curtains. It would bathe him with golden light, making him look more stunning than he usually did. I’d grown used to the feeling of ...