Marking Territory

CASSIA

The moment we stepped out of the jewelry store, the evening air felt heavier than it should’ve been. My chest ached with all the words I wanted to say but couldn’t inside that glittering room full of lies, diamonds, and ghosts from the past.

Dante’s hand was still on my lower back, his was grip firm and protective, almost claiming. It wasn’t until we reached the car that I finally pulled aw