Ilaria's world combusted in a blink of an eye.
Huh?
Her hands hovered awkwardly in midair, still brushing lightly against his. Her eyes widened, a soft pink colouring her cheeks. "W-what…?" she whispered, lost and confused. She gave a tentative tap on his hand, as if testing whether it was real or it was just one of her delusional thoughts again.
Her heart raced, and for a moment she recoiled slightly, pulling her hands back to her her chest as if he had physically blown her away. "We… we're… touching just now."
Levan did not even flinch at her reaction.
He had expected it, the way she would draw back, eyes wide and voice trembling, clutching her hands to her chest like he had said something scandalous. Of course, she would. He had seen it coming from the moment the words left his mouth, but hearing them out loud still made him uneasy.
