-NIA’S POV
Shell-shocked. My body tensed, and I wanted to sink into the floor and vanish away. My nerves felt wired and uneasiness clawed inside of me.
It's as though his brooding presence cast an eclipse over me. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't blink.
Those devilish cobalt eyes remained stubbornly on me, and oh so slowly, his lips moved, and he breathed out like he had been enduring torture. “Nia? Is that really you?”
He stumbled back. Momentarily losing his balance, his body rocked by the sheer force of the sudden realization.
A moment of silence ensued before I shook my head. I blinked at my worst nightmare as my mind sluggishly came to grip the god-awful reality.
“Dalton?” I hissed, lowly. The name tasted like poison on my lips.
The sight of him was like a sting
