|Mirrielle Elizabeth Rivantroz|
“Are you alright?”
I quickly nodded my head in response. But Lorenzo doesn’t seem to believe me. The worry in his eyes and expression tells me that he can’t stay still if I don’t tell him the truth. I could suddenly hear my hard swallow as I looked into his eyes, my heart is pounding in fear, yet I didn’t know how to manage to control the terror I was feeling.
“Are you alright, Mirrielle?” Lorenzo asked once again. Both of his hands were now holding the side of my shoulders, his eyes never leaving mine, like he was ensuring if I am not in a state of shock or not. I stared at him for a few seconds. I swallowed hard when my throat went dry and finally blurted out my response.
“I-I’m fine, R-Renzo,” I bit my lower lip when I stuttered. I thought I was abl
