Chapter 37: The fragile hours

Caspian's POV

The air was heavy with her scent.

Salt and jasmine. A smell that clung to the sheets, my skin, the air. But even that could not cover the copper scent of blood. No matter how I tried to inhale, the metallic taste lingered on like a specter.

Like a reminder.

I had not moved fr...

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