Chapter 7.3

I tried to avoid him when he approached me. But I couldn't move because the couch we were sitting on was so small. He leaned in close to me. The way he looked at me was strange once more. I was struck by nervousness yet again.

"You need to talk, mi amore. I'm sure you can; I've already heard you. Why hesitant now?" I shook my head again at him. I couldn't do it, I just couldn't do it. His fingers touched against my cheeks. For a brief moment, he stroked it.

I noticed his gaze fixed on my lips. He caressed my lower lip in an unsettling manner with his thumb. It bothers me so much that I can't relax. He looked up at me once more, his finger still caressing my lip. I gasped for air as I watched what he was doing.

What exactly is he doing to me?

"...Sera..." His brow furrowed slightly as he looked at me. His finger kept caressing my lips. I am well aware of this. I'm not that stupid to be ignorant of