Kayne
She only realized that the room was quiet when she heard her own breathing. Too loud. Too uneven. He was standing opposite, his hand resting on the edge of the table. Not approaching. But the distance between them still seemed dangerously small. "Repeat it," he said calmly. She clenched her fingers. "I... I couldn't finish. The pause dragged on. His gaze slowly swept over her face, as if he were looking for something there - and finding it. He took a step closer. Now she felt his presence almost physically. Pressure. Heaviness. As if the air had become denser. "I couldn't," he repeated quietly. His voice wasn't loud. But this only made it worse. "Say it again." She was silent. He leaned slightly, forcing her to look up. "Look at me. A second. Two. She still raised her eyes - and immediately regretted it. There was no anger in his gaze. Only cold, attentive observation. As if he was waiting for the moment when it would begin to break. "That's it," he said quietly. Fingers on the table next to each other
About Kayne
She only realized that the room was quiet when she heard her own breathing. Too loud. Too uneven. He was standing opposite, his hand resting on the edge of the table. Not approaching. But the distance between them still seemed dangerously small. "Repeat it," he said calmly. She clenched her fingers. "I... I couldn't finish. The pause dragge...Read more