Rosina couldn't utter a single word as Draco gazed into her eyes. They looked at one another with silent words full of questions, but no one dared to speak.
Draco's revelation shook Rosina's core. That she didn't know how to react or how to handle the situation, and it was the first time she felt that way.
"Why?" Rosina whispered. That word contained all the questions in her mind that she couldn't speak out.
Draco smiled and sniffed Rosina's hair, which smelled of blood and sweat.
"I'll be honest, Rosina. Every time we touched, I could feel the sparks burning in my skin. I feel attached to you, but I stayed away since I don't want you to leave if I pushed myself into you," Draco whispered softly. His eyes turned hazy as he poured out his emotions.
"What?" Rosina was surprised when Draco stated that he felt the sparks for her, but she couldn't tell him she was feeling the same.
