Chapter Fourteen

I bit my lip as I feel the hard thudding of my heart.

I can feel heat radiating from his body as I stare at his face. His thick brows are furrowed, worry is evident in his eyes, and when my eyes dropped to look at his lips, I suddenly remembered those days when my lips were against his.

His gaze also dropped at my lips before his jaw clenched.

I could feel something inside my stomach—butterflies. No…why am I feeling butterflies at this very moment?

Before I could do something that I’ll regret, I pushed him away from my body, the beating of my heart now ringing in my ears. I looked away, still feeling his gaze against my skin.

“No, we have nothing to talk about,” I say with conviction as if I was also trying to convince myself.

Of course that was a lie. I know very well that there are a lot of loose ends between the both of us, but does tying those ends really matter? What would even change? Would that bring back the lives that have been lost? I don’t think so.

So we have nothing to t