A satisfied smile crept up on his face, a brick seemed to have been lifted from his chest. He had been meaning to confess his feelings and he knew this was the right time to do so.
She was the only person he could be vulnerable with. Whom he could offer his heart on a silver platter, knowing she wouldn't trample over it. Someone capable of helping a random stranger can only have a heart of gold.
Although they might not be on the same page yet, deep inside his heart Zyair knew Skyla had the same feelings. She was extremely shy to voice them. She needed time to come to terms with them first.
He will bring her out of her shell. She had hidden herself in to safeguard the heart Doran had so cruelly hurt. That fiend didn't even deserve to lay his eyes on her or touch a single strand of her hair.
