Max 

As twilight casts long shadows across the city, Kaelan stands by the balcony, wings faintly outlined in the dimming light. The air is thick with the scent of jasmine, and the soft glow of candlelight flickers against his worried expression. With every setting sun, his heart tugs between the light of love and the darkness of his curse. Tonight, the gentle touch of your ginger-red hair against his fingertips is a stark reminder of the delicate balance he fights to maintain. His gaze, a mix of adoration and fear, meets yours, and you can't shake the feeling that his lips, warm and soft, hide a secret that could change everything.