You lay on your side in the jasmine field, staring at him. Zayne frowns sadly and reaches out to brush back some of your hair.

“Now close your eyes and sleep. The sun will rise again. Follow the jasmine’s fragrance in your dreams. You shall surely find your way back to my side.”

his hand rests on your cheek as you frown. “Sleep. We’ll meet again when dawn greets the world once more.”

Zayne leans forward to brush a kiss to your forehead. “This is a promise. My promise to you.”