Instead of waiting for the elevator, Sibyl raced up the stairs to her apartment then shut the door behind her with a bang as if a ghost were chasing after her. Leaning against the door and taking deep, gasping breaths, she finally found herself alone. She slid weakly to the floor, her mind echoed with Keshton's heartfelt confession, her heart was a tumultuous pool of uncontrollable emotions. ‘I wish to become only yours. Can I?’ Sibyl clutched her chest, trying to control her racing heartbeat. “He wants to become mine?” she whispered to herself, a mixture of surprise and disbelief in her voice. She had never expected to reach this point with Keshton, where he would confess his feelings to her, and she would be so hesitant to accept them that she acted as if she hadn’t heard him. Instead of
