Tilla heaved a shaky breath when Vincent didn’t back away from his current position. She was basically trapped in between his arms.
Though Vincent wasn’t even touching Tilla in any way, Tilla felt a sensation that was like a mix of itch and tickle on her neck as his cold breath was constantly brushing against it.
‘Why is he doing this to me? Just leave me alone, please!’ Tilla clenched her jaw and held her breath. Her heartbeat was now beating so fast that she was sure he could hear it drumming in her chest. So, she leaned to her side, away from Vincent, as slowly as she could.
However, she jumped a little when Vincent suddenly brought his face in front of hers and looked deep into her dark brown eyes.
“W-What?” she stammered.
Vincent kept on trapping her and asked, “Are you still going to pretend as if you aren’t doing this on purpose?”
