One chilly morning, Ariana waited near the library entrance. A shiver ran down her spine.
Kian arrived, wearing a blue hoodie that smelled faintly of cedar. He handed her a spare scarf.
"For warmth," he said simply.
She wrapped it around her neck and felt it hugging her. š¤
More than warmth; his presence lingered like sunlight she hadn't realized she needed. š„