Chapter 48: Infected

•National Academy of Science, 1st Ward•

Ana

As Valerian held his delicate fingers gently against her trembling lips, their eyes locked in a shared moment of intensity. The cramped closet seemed to disappear as they stood close, their breaths synchronized in the dim light. With a soft, whispered tone, he urged, "Shhh, be quiet."

His warm breath brushed against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She nodded, her heart pounding with anticipation

Ana's back was pressed against the door while Valerian's body was pressed dangerously against her.

Ana could hardly believe how close they were, their bodies almost touching in the small closet. Her gaze was fixed on his face, her eyes tracing the serious lines etched across his brow. 

Valerian seemed unbothered by their close proximity. He wore a stern and concentrated expression, his eyes narrowed as he strained to listen to the faint sounds outside the closet.