Elena POV

A knock.

I walked quickly to the door, my thighs still aching from yesterday, yet in my heart I couldn’t stop a small blooming hope that I would find Draven on the other side.

Immediately after having breakfast, I’d left his room and went back to mine wearing his clothes. Though they did a very good job in hiding my unsteady steps, I feared that nothing could hide the fact that I hadn’t slept in my room last night.

All it would take was one look and everyone could ...