Sebastian~
I never thought I'd get to wake up to the sight of her like this – tangled in my sheets, hair splayed across my chest, breathing softly against my collarbone. For centuries, I'd woken up alone, darkness pressed against my mind, my undead heart beating only out of stubborn defiance. But it was different nowadays.
Today, I woke up alive.
Cassandra's arm was draped across my stomach, her leg thrown possessively over mine. The early dawn light filtered through the curtains, illuminating her pale lashes and the faint pink scar on her brow. I brushed my thumb against it gently. Her nose scrunched, and a small huff of annoyance left her lips.
"Stop staring at me like that," she mumbled without opening her eyes.
I chuckled, the sound rumbling through my chest and vibrating against her cheek. "Like what, darling?"
"Like you're trying to paint me with your eyes. Go back to sleep." She tightened her hold around me, her nails grazing my side. And I liked every moment of it.
