Ophelia stepped closer to Ezra, entranced in the radiance of his face and the way the moon was casting shadows over his sharp features and full lips.
His raven eyes seemed darker than a void and yet, Ophelia felt that she would find everything in them.
Ezra was frozen in his place, watching her, waiting and wanting to see what she might to.
The small sprinkles of water from beside them were cold on their burning skin as she placed her hand on his forearm, stepping right in front of him.
"Ophelia..." He warned her weakly, knowing well that she might regret getting closer to him.
But she didn't stop as she placed her other hand on the centre of his chest, looking up in his eyes before she gently pushed him, walking with him until his back was against the pillar.
Ezra couldn't re
