Alessia.
" Leave us alone...."
Cold and serious, his voice tore through the air, followed by his familiar scent.
Then, his familiar footsteps.
For a second, I waited for the familiar pants, the racing of heart-my heart, often triggered by his presence, but there was nothing.
This time, my heart didn't respond to his presence. This time, I felt nothing as he frantically turned to face me.
As his skin touched mine, I waited for the familiar tingles, but there was nothing. I felt nothing, not even when his breath was inches away as he inspected my wounds.
I wasn't touched even as I saw the worry in his eyes. I wasn't moved, even in the slightest bit when his jaws clenched, anger materializing in his eyes as he scanned the ugly wounds in my back.
Even when he angrily asked me wh
