CHARLOTTE'S POVThe knock came softly at first, almost polite, and then again, a little firmer. I blinked against the thin light filtering through my curtains. Lights from the compound light and the far end of the compound.The world outside was still dark, the kind of quiet that belonged to 4 a.m. mornings.I groaned softly, pulling the blanket closer, until the knock came once more, very persistent and firmer.“Aiden?” I mumbled, my voice hoarse with sleep.“Open the door, Lottie,” came his deep reply, smooth and low through the wood.I sighed, rolling out of bed and wrapping a robe around myself before opening the door. There he was, crisp grey suit, neat red tie, watch gleaming faintly in the dim light. Every inch of him screamed ready for battle, luxury, and class, and yet the look in his eyes softened the second he saw me.“You’re dressed already?” I asked, rubbing my eyes in an attempt to push the sleep away.He smiled faintly, tucking his hands in his pockets. “Big day at the
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