We were so close, and yet that little distance felt like miles.
His eyes and his words captivated me, my voice choking in my throat, my heart racing in my chest as I forgot to breathe.
Was he telling me he likes me more? I mean me?
He didn’t look away. Closing the gap between us, he leaned towards me. "It's true I don't know much about you, Eva. Let's change that."
I looked away, my gaze drifting to the moonlit flowers swaying gently in the breeze. "I don't know anything about you either." I bit my lips.
"What do you want to know?" He asked, taking my hand to make me sit on the bench again. The situation had calmed down in a flip of second somehow. He had that effect on me. He could drive me to the edge and pull me back to my senses.
"How did you get this disease?" I asked, a little
