Iris was approaching, her steps deliberate…

The hallway was dimly lit, shadows pooling in the corners.

Yvonne tilted her head up and locked eyes with Samuel’s penetrating gaze. Without a second’s hesitation, she rose onto her toes and pressed her lips to his—bold and unyielding against his impassive stillness. Her hands cupped his face with a new fervor, angling it toward a darker recess of the hallway, ensuring both their identities vanished into ...