The wheels in my head started running the moment Cassius barged inside my room with that question. The expression on his face tells me that it’s going to be a long talk. With the furrowed brows and pressed lips, he looked bothered.

His voice was low and gentle, “Feyre,”

“What is it?” I asked with my brows knotted.

He strode towards the glass door of the balcony and closed it. That’s when I noticed that there’s a snowstorm outside. The white, crystalline snow kept striking the ground. I saw how the bright flash of lightning had struck the sky, creating some cracks across the heavens.

Cassius switched the chandelier and...