Blade’s P.O.V.
The room was dark except for the low, amber glow of the fireplace that flickered along the walls, casting deep shadows and highlights that made every movement look almost surreal and more like a dream. The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable; it was thick, layered with every unspoken word and held-back touch from the past months. My hands twitched, aching to reach out and pull her even closer, but I held myself back, savoring this small eternity before things shifted into something neither of us could take back.
Meghan stood before me, her eyes wide but steady, her chin lifted as if daring me to take another step closer to her. Her expression was open, but I could see the vulnerability there, too—the small glimmer of fear she couldn’t hide from me, the tension in her j
