Liora's POV
The moment the car pulled away, I let out a slow breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. Rowan’s presence lingered in the air even after he was gone, heavy and impossible to ignore. I stood there for a moment outside the building, shaking off the strange mix of irritation and… something else he always left in his wake, before I finally headed up the stairs to Raya’s apartment.
I couldn't get tonight's dinner out of my head. I got a text message on my phone and opened it to see Mirable texting me to check up on me.
'Just got home, you good Liora?'
I read her text and quickly typed a replying telling her I was fine. Having dinner with Rowan was the last thing I imagined could happen to me tonight. Why was Rowan even there in the first place?
The meeting I had
