C166 A confession to tell

Caspian

As we stepped outside, I couldn't help but steal glances at Ava. She was stunning, her beauty radiating like a warm light. I found myself wishing I could express the depth of my admiration, to tell her how captivating she looked, how her presence made me feel. But I suppressed the urge, masking my emotions behind a stoic facade. It's who I am – unfeeling and cold, or so I've been told