Violet hated to admit it, but breakfast with Cain was unexpectedly pleasant. They talked about random, mundane things—topics she never would have imagined Cain caring about. It was disarming, this ordinary moment with someone who could be so terrifying.
When Frank, the head of the guards, finally entered to inform Cain that it was time for him to leave, Violet found herself surprised by the faint pang of reluctance she felt as he prepared to go. Still, she continued eating at her usual steady pace. There was no sense in wasting food, and her appetite had yet to wane.
Her focus was shattered when she saw Cain pause by the door and suddenly turn back in her direction. Her heart skipped a beat as he walked toward her, his steps purposeful. Without warning, he bent down and kissed her full on the lips, his smile soft and warm.
"I'll see you when I return," he murmured, his voice low and intimate.