Chapter19

#Chapter19

Damien's POV

As she was standing in front, only few inches of gaps between us, I couldn't help it but admire her. When she noticed the gap between us, a gasped left her.

She had a head down. I really wanted to see her face. I hold her chin and lifted her head up. She flinched slightly and had her eyes closed.

Our breathing was in sync. Her breathe tickled my face and so did mine. Having to see her face so close, I could see her feature clearer. The wrinkle in between her eyebrows when she is tensed. Her rose pink lips and her thick eyelashes.

Suddenly I sensed something in her face. Fear. There was clear evidence of fear in her face. Towards me. Immediately I let go of her and walked past her to the washroom.

My girl was afraid of me. I should be the person who chase away all her fears. Not the opposite way. But why is she afraid of me?