Felix Is Awake.

MAISIE

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the sky, Zayn and I finally made our way out of the war room. We left the windows wide open, allowing the cool evening breeze to sweep through the stale air hanging within. While Zayn secured the door, I wandered into the dimly lit hallway.

I was still drunk with my happiness after the passionate and exhilarating experience we had just shared. Although I had still not gained complete control of my legs, my heart still sang with joy whenever I thought about how tender and gentle Zayn had been.

As soon as he appeared within my sight, I eagerly closed the gap between us, reaching out to intertwine my fingers with his. My heart slowly sank in my chest when I saw his face blanketed with ice, staring back at me.

He tried to pull his hand but I held on with a tight grip, forcing my smile back in place. I could sense his emotional withdrawal but I was too scared to acknowledge it if it meant that I would lose my