PIPER’S POVI sat up slowly, confused. There were candles everywhere, scattered carefully on the shelves, the table, even the corners of the room. Their flickering light made the walls seem warmer, softer, almost unreal.Then I noticed the floor.Petals, red, pink, white, scattered like a path leading away from the bed. My breath caught. My fingers curled into the sheets as I tried to make sense of it. Where was I?My eyes traveled around the space, and it hit me. This wasn’t my room. The shelves, the colors, the faint scent of cologne that clung to the air—it was his. Rowan’s room.My heart skipped.I swung my legs off the bed, my bare feet brushing against the cool floor as I followed the petals with hesitant steps. Each one felt heavier than the last, like I was walking into something I wasn’t prepared for.Then I saw him.Rowan stood near the window, half in shadow, half bathed in candlelight. He looked different tonight—less cold, less guarded. His suit jacket was gone, his sle
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