❄ Sebastian ❄
The cabin made everything louder. Not the wind or the lake groaning below the cliff. That was winter. I meant the way Camille filled the space now. The way her laugh bounced off the logs. The way my attention followed her without permission. Being stuck here for extra days should have felt like a problem to solve. Instead, it felt like a test. I caught myself watching her check her phone, the corner of her mouth lifting at whatever Lucinda had sent. It should have been nothing. Instead, it made my stomach go tight, like her world existed without me, and I wanted to shove my way into it. I hated that instinct. I hated that I liked having her here, under my roof, in my hoodie, where no one else could pull her attention away entirely. Camille sat cross-legged on the rug, her ha
