The second Lennox said it… “You.”… the air in the room shifted. Zara felt it in her bones, a heavy weight settling in her chest, making it impossible to ignore.
She could try to ignore it, but with him in the room with his daunting presence, not very much, thank you.
She could still hear the faint hum of the TV from the living room, the muffled sound of Lucy moving around in her room, but in this moment, none of it mattered.
It was just her and Lennox. It was as if the space between them was shrinking, the tension growing, stretching so tight that if either of them moved too fast, it might snap.
So she did the only thing she knew how to do…
She laughed.
That was the only thing that came to mind, honestly. She was very much indeed confused, because she wasn't even sure she heard him
