Chapter 59

(Anastasia's POV)

The slight movement of his chest beneath my palm made me open my eyes and look up to check if he was awake. Sure enough, he was wide awake. His dark brown eyes were wide and frantic. He shot upright in bed and looked around. I remained quiet, letting the surroundings sink into his mind. After only a moment of silence, his eyes met mine, and just, as usual, it made my stomach tingle with sparks.

He looked at the bed and looked back at me once again. I sigh at his confused expression. He looked down at his palm and saw the cloth wrapped around it. He frowned.

"You cut your palm. You got drunk." I said to ease his confusion. "I brought you here. I thought it would help you forget things. Are you okay no—"

He closed his eyes shut, squeezing them hard before opening them again. His hand which was currently circling my waist, tightened around me. I feel how he slowly removed his arm and move away from me.

"C-Caleb--"

"Leave," he firmly said.

"Can we at least talk about las