Chapter 45

Sabine

Hours later,I awaken and find Astor sitting in the armchair again, watching me sleep—same as the night before, and the night before that.

Moonlight streams through the window, illuminating his beautiful profile.

We stare at each other for a moment, saying nothing, yet speaking a million words between us.

I smile.

His eyes twinkle, and to my surprise, a soft smile spreads across his lips. And with that beautiful image locked in my head, I roll over and go back to sleep.

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