Sylvia. Zephyr's pulse throbbed in his ears, fingers loosening at the sight of her. His heartbeat was faster, every ounce in his being wanted to hold her. To wrap her in a tight embrace. But something held him back.
A bittersweet feeling curled up in his belly at the sight of her frozen eyes which were him, no doubt she was as surprised to see him as he was to see her.
“Sylvia,” Zephyr said, but instantly her frozen eyes tensed. The touching joy hidden in the depth shifted to something cold, emotionless.
Sylvia snapped off her pose and approached them, each step was taken carefully. She stopped about three footsteps away from Zephyr as she shifted her gaze to Jason who stood beside him.
“What is going on?” She asked.
“Nothing,” Jason was quick to reply. He snapped a glance at Zephyr
