It took me a moment to understand what he said. I only understood that as he got a few steps away from me and, at a steady pace, started moving in the direction of the balcony.
Panick filled my body, because... because I didn't want him to leave.
Shit.
Even admitting it in my mind, it felt like a big blow.
"Stop."
As those words left my mouth, it felt like they hung in the air for a moment as he stopped and slowly turned to me.
I am not sure what urged me to stop him like that, because right now I was not sure what I wanted to say.
When he met my eyes, I was drawn into him again.
Why do his eyes always draw me in like that? It feels like I lose all train of thought the moment he concentrates on me like that. And this isn't helping me right now, when I already do not know what I wa
