Eliora's POVI was drowning in velvet darkness. His strong hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer. The air tasted like mint and fear. His mouth descended, finally silencing the question I had screamed: Are you going to forcefully kiss me again? But this time it wasn't forceful at all. It was hot, desperate, and tasted like regret. I reached up, tangling my fingers in his dark, loose hair..."Eli! Wake up, sleepyhead!"The world exploded into bright light and the jarring sound of Zoey’s voice. I gasped, sitting bolt upright in my queen-sized bed. My heart was pounding, thumping a desperate rhythm against my ribs.I dragged my hands across my face, feeling the lingering ghost of Kian's lips and the sticky warmth of sleep.It was just a dream. It felt so real.Zoey was standing at the foot of the bed, holding a travel mug, her head tilted, and her eyes sharp."Why are you all red, Eliora?” She narrowed her eyes. “Is there something you are not telling me about?”I blinked, trying to c
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