_Leah’s POV_That evening, the room felt quiet....too quiet. The candles flickered gently, throwing soft shadows on the walls. Kayden and I sat across from each other at the small table near the window. Dinner was served but I could barely taste anything. My stomach was tight. Every time I lifted my eyes, his gaze met mine, and my heart would skip.I tried to focus on my food. I pushed the peas around the plate, pretending to eat. My hands were trembling slightly, so I kept them in my lap when I could.Kayden was watching me. “You haven’t eaten much,” he said quietly.“I’m not that hungry,” I murmured while keeping my eyes on my plate.He smiled faintly. “You’re thinking too much again.”I frowned. “I’m not.”“Yes, you are,” he said and leaned forward slightly. “Your thoughts are loud. You’re worried about me reading them, aren’t you?”I froze. My cheeks heated instantly. “I’m trying not to think at all, actually,” I said quickly.He chuckled softly. “That’s impossible, Leah. You can’
Last Updated : 2025-10-28 Read more