Lukas did not move for a long moment. He only watched her, eyes fixed on the uneven rise and fall of her chest. He also observed how her fingers twisted into each other, and how she avoided his eyes like light that burns.

‘’Lynda ‘’ he said softly, almost whispering her name Look at me’’ his voice was calm. Too calm

She made herself lift her head. Their eyes met, and her stomach plunged so fast, she felt she might fall.

Lukas stepped closer, not fast, not dramatic, just one slow, ...