Aida

I know I should feel nervous or anxious about today, but I wake up next to Argent and all I feel is elated. Calm, even. I know there’s a storm approaching in the form of some ancient battle, but for now, I just revel a little in the bliss of last night.

I try not to move, staying like we are, his arm thrown over my waist, pulling me close, his head tucked into the back of my neck. Both of us are a tangled, sweaty mess, but I don't care at all. Last night was the best of my life.

And then I remember something …

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