Phoebe
“I can handle this.”
I was still trying to calm myself, trying to make sense of my confusing feelings towards Hayden. Usually, he was cold, arrogant, and kept his distance, but today, something was different. There was a gentleness in his voice and a look in his eyes, as if he was holding back something he didn’t dare to say. And it made me feel even more uneasy.
“Pick Irithel; you need to practice using her today.”
I obeyed. It was for my own good, after all, as I wanted to improve my hand skills. As soon as I heard the game notification start, I focused on the screen of my phone.
Beside me, Hayden was watching, occasionally leaning closer to adjust my hand position or give instructions, and I couldn’t help the warmth rising in my cheeks. My concentration was shattered. I tri
