Chapter 60
THALIA
His hand landed on my cheek—warm despite the cold wind whipping from the waterfall. Gently. As if afraid of breaking me. Or perhaps he was the one afraid of breaking.
Our eyes met. He didn't speak. I couldn't speak either.
My heartbeat echoed between us. I didn't know if it was nervousness, excitement, or... fear that he might disappear again in the next moment.
He slowly brought his face closer.
Gradually. As if counting my breaths. As if every second was precious.
Until I felt his lips touch mine.
Soft. Gentle.
Like a whisper of the wind. Like the first glimpse of light before dawn. I was rooted to the spot.
I didn't move. I couldn't breathe. I didn't even close my eyes.
I didn't expect him to kiss me.
I never thought this moment would come—the kiss of the
