Cynthia's POV
Despite my outward composure, I'm sure Arther, who was looking at me, had seen the panic in my eyes, and he gave a short laugh and trailed off,
"Of course."
Was I supposed to struggle? My brain was so messed up. What? A kiss? Right here?
He gradually moved closer to me, and the sunlight shone on, making his blue pupils brighter, like the ocean rippling in the sun. The closer he got, the more I felt like I was falling into the deep sea.
I even forgot to breathe. He slightly lowered his head, I could clearly saw the light on his long eyelashes. Time seemed to be stuck in this moment, I could not feel the breeze, nor could I hear his breathing.
Was he going to kiss me? My heart was beating so fast.
But the kiss didn't land anywhere else, it just rested on my forehead, he
