*Rustle*
*Wheels*
The creaking carriage jolted through concrete tiled street, its iron wheels running smoothly.
Suddenly…
It stopped, and the abrupt halt ripped Leo from his not-so-comfortable sleep, his eyes snapping open with a gasp.
He lurched upright, his heart pounding in his chest. Across him, Lyla sat eerily still, her gaze fixed on him with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.
They were mere inches apart, an uncomfortably close proximity that made Leo acutely aware of the simmering tension in the air.
The breath practically synchronized
"What the heck?!" he blurted, his voice hoarse from sleep and shock.
Lyla's lips curved into a cold smile, devoid of warmth.
"Don't even think about it," she said coolly, regaining her composure.
"The sudden stop threw me forward."
Leo eyed her skeptically, his mind whirling with suspicion.