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The Tension (2)

Penulis: Loria Malf
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-21 21:01:50

Seraphina’s POV

But if this was the game he wanted to play, then I would play along.

Feigning a nervousness I didn’t actually feel, I let my gaze drop to the floor, adopting the demeanor of a girl overwhelmed by unexpected attention. I had seen this act before—back at the human school, where girls would blush and stammer when boys confessed their feelings. I could mimic it well enough. After all, I had watched plenty of them fumble through their crushes, not realizing that I, too, had been on the receiving end of those confessions far more than I cared to admit.

I swallowed hard, biting my lip as if the weight of his words had left me flustered. "I… I don’t know what you’re talking about," I murmured, glancing up at him through my lashes, pretending to be uncertain. "But…" I hesitated deliberately, as though confessing something I wasn’t ready to admit. "Every time I see you… my heart races." I let the words slip out like a shy confession, one that seemed to match the image of a girl
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