His hands worked magic but his heart was cold as ice.
He was sure: no one had ever caused her to feel that before. It felt like playing with fire.
You ran away from me and I'm not used to people running away from me.
Arina still remembered his hands holding her tight, not letting her escape.
He didn't like personal questions. But, to be fair, he never really asked them either.
She wanted to love him so much that it was almost unbearable.
