Chapter 232

‘Of course not.’ I didn’t need to think before answering. If not for Yvaine and her two stalker-like suitors, I wouldn’t have come here at all. And… I glanced at Ashton, who was treating the simple act of writing down his name on the lock with such grave solemnity, you’d think he was signing a peace treaty. I hadn’t said the L-word to him yet, but I didn’t want him thinking his feelings, deeper and clearer than mine, were one-sided or unnoticed. We hung the locks on the bridge, threw away the keys, grinned at each other. Ashton leaned in. I half-closed my eyes, waiting for the kiss. ‘Guys!’ Ashton sighed. I hid a smirk and turned towards the culprit who’d ruined the moment. Yvaine walked towards us, hand in hand with Cade. I glanced behind them. Cassian was gone. For the next three days, we followed Yvaine’s itinerary to the letter—hot springs, night market, lakeside shrine, psychic readings. Cassian never showed up again. *** The morning sun poured straight through the studio windows