Her first laugh after months.
I sucked a bated breath the moment I noticed his presence behind me. When did he even enter the room without my noticing?
“Hello there, little one.”
Swiveling my head to face the sudden intruder, what I saw made me gulp down my frustrations. And, here he was standing there with hands behind his back—locked together, his face having a goofy smile, shoulders all relaxed, legs apart as he regarded me with obnoxiously black pools of his eyes. There was a storm lurking around his blackish orbs. His gaze was piercing as if looking straight through my soul.
“It has been a while since the last time I saw you,” it was a statement. “Do you have any idea how much I have missed you, little one?” He stepped closer.
At that explicit sentence, I started to panic. What was he here for?
“Didn't you miss me?”
“I—” I grimaced at his intrusive behavior.
“Sssh… it's alright. You don't have to confess. I know you did,” he whispered abruptly, silencing my inco
