CYRILLA'S POV
I didn’t regret kissing him. Not really. In that moment, it felt right—undeniably right. The fireworks, the lake, the moonlight, and the aurora above us… it all felt like something out of a dream, like the universe was nudging us together. How could I not give in to that?
But now, with the magic of that night long gone, it was time to face the awkward morning after. I didn’t know how to act around him anymore. We hadn’t talked about the kiss. Not once. I had no idea what it meant to him—or what it meant to me, if I was being honest. Would things change between us? Did I even want them to?
Part of me wanted to disappear, at least until the awkwardness passed. But that wasn’t an option. We still had to work together. Thankfully, Colton had me busy with tougher assignments, w
