Alaric
I watched him grab his coat from the couch before heading toward the entrance of the penthouse.
For a few seconds, I remained completely frozen where I stood.
Nico walked calmly toward the door like he had not just turned my entire world upside down within the span of a single conversation. His expression remained unreadable while he slipped one arm into his coat, looking far too composed compared to the absolute chaos happening inside my chest.
I should have let him leave.
That was the reasonable thing to do.
But as I watched him reach for the door handle, panic slowly started creeping through me again.
What was I supposed to say now?
Was I really going to let him walk away after all of this?
After the kiss we had just shared. After everything we had confessed to each other tonight. After finally admitting out loud what I truly wanted from him.
My heartbeat pounded painfully against my ribs while my thoughts spiraled into complete chaos.
Say something.
Stop him.
