Revelation

GIOVANNI’S POV Before I could stop myself, I grabbed the bottle and left my room. My feet carried me down the hallway, to the door I was avoiding for two months. Arya's room. The door creaked as I pushed it open and my gaze raked over the dimly lit space. Everything was exactly as she left it. The bed was made and the curtains were drawn with a faint scent of jasmine still lingering in the air. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me and the memories hit me all at once. Arya sitting on that bed, laughing at something I said. Arya brushing her hair at the vanity, catching my eye in the mirror and blushing. Arya curled up with a book, looking so peaceful I hadn't wanted to disturb her. Arya beneath me, gasping my name, looking at me like I was everything. I took another drink straight from the bottle then I moved to the bed and down. The mattress gave slightly under my weight. Without thinking, I leaned forward, pressing my face into her pillow. The jasmine scent was stronger her