Chapter-29.
Rhea's POV:
My confession made me feel anxious and vague.
I acted so instinctively. Essentially, the fear of refutation from him did that. Telling someone that you love them surely requires making yourself vulnerable.
Closing my eyes tight, I relentlessly avoided his stares. I was not yet geared up to look at him. Insentience, my hands gripped the sides of the duvet. I anticipated his bamboozled expression. Evidently, he was at a loss and every other word that described alarm.
I did handle to show my composed demeanor though, after that little slip-up, but from deep within, I trembled. My nerves were tensed. At once, standing in front of him and matching his gaze seemed so difficult. My hands were cold and my heartbeat caught its maximum speed.
I held my opacity responsib
