The Weight of the Crest

LYDIA’S POV

I left the penthouse long before the sun even considered rising over the city.

Cassian was still deep in sleep when I slipped past his bedroom door. It stood cracked open, revealing his broad shoulders and one heavy arm thrown across his mattress. I hovered in the quiet hallway, my boots silent against the floorboards. Staying would be the easiest choice in the world. I could hide in