KANE
She moved past him , setting the small box down before turning back to him, her fingers already reaching for his.
Kane didn't move.
He just watched her.
The softness of her. The calm way she stepped into his space like none of this scared her. Like the broken mirror, the blood, the tension in the room didn't exist.
Kane stepped aside slowly, shutting the door behind her.
The moment it clicked shut, her scent filled the room.
Light. Sweet. Familiar.
It hit him harder than anything else had.
The silence stretched.
Heavy.
Then her hands closed around his.