CHAPTER 165

ANNIE

If I was told a day like this would come, I would deny and die on that hill.

A day when Naren could go minutes—hours even, without being irritated by my presence.

Weeks have passed and I've spent it more in Draven's chambers than I wanted.

I couldn't exactly say no to Lucien who wouldn't let me out of his sight, until now.

Was this what it meant to be loved?

Fine, maybe I was going a bit over my head.

But it did felt nice whenever I was with him.

Even with him too—Naren. Even though he couldn't resist sneering every now and then.

I still...