Kamrynn's POV
I should feel something when I think of him.
Butterflies. Warmth.
But there was nothing.
Only familiarity.
Only dependence.
I relied on him. He was the only person I had in this world. The only one I trusted.
I liked him.
I really did.
Lorien was kind to me. He was attentive, always making sure I was comfortable, always treating me with care. He was affectionate, in his own way—gentle words, teasing smiles, an unwavering presence that never left my side.
He was… sweet.
And yet, there were no sparks.
No rush of warmth when he touched me. No butterflies in my stomach when he whispered my name. No longing when he held me close.
I wanted to love him the way a wife should love her husband. I should have loved him that way.
But I didn’t.
I felt safe with him, yes. B
