Howard.
I saw the glimmer of hope in Nora’s eyes. It made me almost break out of character and laugh it out. She’s so weak and easy to be toyed with. I know my kiss gave her a glimpse of hope that I’d never see myself putting an effort to.
My hands fall off her cheeks as I looked into Nora's eyes, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight. I could sense her anticipation, the hope shining through her gaze. But deep inside, I felt no flicker of love for her, only a seething resentment for the false impression I had allowed to flourish.
I have seen the way Nora's eyes sparkled whenever we were together, mistaking my charm for something deeper, something profound. It disgusted me. She was naive, easily swayed by the illusions I expertly crafted. I despised her for falling vic
