Back to the present time; prison.
“Tell me…” Lena's voice was softer now, almost pleading but there was playfulness behind her words. Her eyes gleamed with curiosity as she tilted her head slightly, waiting for my response.
I turned away, pressing my lips together. “Lena, stop…” I muttered but my voice lacked conviction. My body betrayed me; my hands trembled slightly and my breath was uneven. I hated how she still had this effect on me.
“You know you want to tell me!” She teased, leaning in even closer, her warm breath against my neck sending shivers down my spine.
I exhaled sharply, stepping back, needing space, needing air, needing to get away from the intoxicating presence of her.
“There is nothing to tell!” I said; forcing my voice to be steady. “Just let it go” I declared.
Lena scoffed, crossing her arms. “You and I both know that’s a lie!”
Silence stretched between us like an invisible thread, fragile yet unbreakable. My heart pounded in my chest and for a moment; the weight of
