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Chapter 31: The Hand He Didn’t Let Go

Author: DadieT
last update publish date: 2026-05-26 05:49:19

The contact lasted only seconds.

But it changed the atmosphere instantly.

Lena looked down at Sebastian’s hand around hers, her pulse suddenly loud enough to drown out everything else in the room.

Neither of them had touched like that in a very long time.

Not casually.

Not instinctively.

And certainly not in front of other people.

Sebastian realized it half a second later.

His fingers loosened immediately.

But not before Lena felt the hesitation in him.

The reluctance.

He stepped back first.

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