Evelin Brown
My heart raced the moment my eyes met a figure standing at the door. For a moment, the world around me seemed to shrink, and all that was left was him.
Chris... Chris came...
His broad shoulders filled the doorway with an imposing presence, his crossed arms displayed the strength that had supported me so many times, and his hair, once always neatly styled, was now messy in a way that revealed the rush he had to get here.
He wasn't dressed in anything fancy, just a simple shirt with rolled-up sleeves that revealed his strong forearms, and slightly worn jeans, but no matter how he was dressed, he always drew attention because Chris always had a striking presence.
Just like his gaze... with those bright and intense eyes... filled with something I couldn't name... it was as
