Nyala
I hesitated, unsure of how to proceed, but the desire for clarity pushed me to speak. "Why didn't you... say anything? Or stop me?" I asked, my voice quivering slightly with the weight of my curiosity.
Alastair leaned forward, his expression softening. "I didn't want to embarrass you, Nyala," he explained. "I assumed you would leave once you realized what was happening.”
Well, I left. My eyes glanced around the library. My motives were to get a book to cool off my mind, and now Alastair was making it difficult. The air in the room then felt uncomfortable.
Alastair stood up from his seat and walked to a shelf. "I'm sure you are not here to watch over me," he said with his back facing me.
I cleared my throat to regain my composure, determined to put some distance between us. "No,
