C20 Chapter 20

Melia’s pov

Sleep was a foreign concept. My body warred against me as I tossed and turned, seeming to be on fire. I was ashamed of how bothered I was because of one kiss. But it wasn’t just about the kiss, it was the weeks and days of tension building between Bastian and I.

No matter how ashamed of myself I was, it didn’t change the fact that I was restless, wound tight and needed unraveling