Elena’s Point of View
He opened the door and came inside. I threw the pillow that was nearby me. He caught it and smiled. I was just staring at him and he came very close to me and sat on the bed. I was leaning on the headboard and so did he. We sat there in silence listening to each other’s breathing sound. Mine was erratic whereas his breathing was calm and had a perfect rhythm.
We sat there in silence and I don’t know how many minutes or even hours passed. I turned and saw that he was looking at me with so much admiration, as usual. I rolled my eyes at him and turned my head to the opposite direction. I felt a sense of warmth on my knuckle and that was when I understood that he had held my hand.
“Elena”, he called me.
I slowly turned to look at him and those ocean green eyes loo
