Menarx slowly pulled away, his heart racing a mile per second, as he knew it was now time to face Neveah's reaction.
Menarx had not planned on kissing Neveah without seeking her consent first, but hearing her belittle her own significance when he himself was practically losing his mind for her... Menarx just could not help himself.
Neveah did not understand... just how cherished she actually was and it ached Menarx's heart.
Beyond this ache was the terror Menarx felt, terror that he would be rejected and Neveah would not let him show to her just how precious she was to him.
Menarx's eyes remained closed for a moment, his lips tingling and his heart warm... this feeling and this moment was so precious, Menarx did not want to face reality.
Menarx already knew it, that his feelings were not reciprocated and though Neveah did not push him away, she also did not kiss him back.
