Arielle’s POV
The car rolled to a gentle stop in a quiet part of town, surrounded by tall trees and a cozy, open-air café.
I blinked, then looked at him in surprise.
“Cassian, this isn’t home,” I murmured.
“No,” he answered, then glanced at me.
“It’s definitely a café,” he said as he got out.
I frowned deeply, then sighed heavily.
Why were we even here? Was he meeting someone else?
Those thoughts troubled me, but I couldn't even bring myself to ask. All I could do was watch as he walked around to my side and opened the door for me.
"Thanks," I whispered as I stepped out, a little hesitant, trying my best to calm my pounding heart.
"You are welcome, princess," he responded and then went on to close the door.
I stood frozen in place, looking at him in disbelief.
"What...?" I whis
