Third Person's POVEvery time, he simply sat there and watched her from afar, never once stepping out of the car.Humphrey finally couldn't take it anymore. He cleared his throat and asked cautiously, "Alpha Cassian, do you want me to pull up closer?"Cassian calmly tore his gaze away. "Take me back to the Ironthorn manor."Trista didn't want to see him.He was afraid of making her frown. Afraid of seeing disgust in her eyes.Now, whenever the longing became too overwhelming to bear, all he could do was watch her from a distance, just like this.In his previous life, he had suffered in agony, tormented by guilt and regret. In this life, his love was bound to stay a secret—he never had a chance with her.The love he had realized too late was like a bottle of expired aspirin, slowly eating away at everything inside him.***Time flew, and before long, March arrived. Spring was settling in, and the days were ge
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