Chapter 36

Cirilla's Point Of View

I was waiting for Lyra and Dorian outside the mansion the next morning. We had just had breakfast, and I was all dressed up for school. Asher, Stefan, and Wren were not coming with us, they had something else to do, after seeing Kayla and Carl off today. They were returning to New Orleans.

Since morning I had been trying desperately to hide my smile, but for some reason, I was failing to. It was all because of the weird feeling in my chest called happiness. And just remembering last night makes me want to scream. I know it's crazy right?

I honestly didn't get myself last night either. And it was like every feeling for Asher I had been repressing escaped in full force and I couldn't win against them. I didn't want to. I loved this feeling. And it was all because of Asher.

If someone had told me I would become so addicted and crazed for a guy I had met like a month ago, I would have laughed and said, "No way in hell,"

I felt Asher behind me. "I'll see you later,