erstood. Her views were not on a contract or deadline. They were on him - the

etted, no matter how many times she tried to convince herself , it didn't matter

d. It was like trying to trap the smoke in her hands - this feeling, this illusion. Every time she th

round. Their presence was swept away in the room as it was always done, calm, but

behind her, so the silence filled every corn

said in the end, his v

even though her pulse reinforced. Of course he coul

he replied, her voice is more protected from anger.

r. He said, "Don't take it to me," ,now soft, even though it was still with the coas

w. "You mean I have to maintain it. You

was different. It's something that made his eye. His face was no longer

"It's not

sons, Elena,"

t so. And at one look, something changed in the chest. She hated that. Hate how much she wa

couldn't

utside her voice. "We both agreed on this. We

on between them again, thick and increased current. Elena returned to the table, tried t

ed, "Do you wan

ger in his voice, but he beat her anyw

ut her lips to hide the truth: She didn't want to

ck to the

ould feel. His vicinity. His warmth. The calm intensity in his eye

n gently. She froze. His touch was care

sking, without warn

slow, deep. it asked the question that her body does not know how to ans

lungs burned. Fingers

r voice barely there. "This is

for the first time he did not look like an untouchable CE

nally said.

. "I can't do it - that's not so.

ce tore the

He only saw her as he knew the trut

have," he s

disputed. Elena escaped, but she didn't go. can't. Her feet were t

ut the way he said these words h

their deal could s