Soft lips brushed against each other, accompanied by warm breaths just inches away.
Hannah stared at the long eyelashes so close to her, her heart pounding like a drum.
Just like in a TV drama, their lips pressed together.
Hannah blinked slowly and gazed into Clyde's deep eyes as if she were about to sink into them.
At that moment, all her earlier worries and fears faded away.
She swallowed hard, wanting to say something, but when she opened her mouth, their lips met even more closely.
Hannah could distinctly feel Clyde's trembling body and sense his desire to move even closer.
"Does it still hurt?" Hannah asked impulsively.
Clyde tilted his head to look at her, his usually cold eyes softened to a gentle warmth.
"No, it doesn't."
"Is it because we..." Hannah found it hard to say,
