"Lia…?" a word as heavy as a mountain on fragile ice, as delicate as snowflakes carried by the wind, as stinging as tides parting the land.
Her name rolling off his tongue as impactful as stars falling off the sky under the bellowing night. As-
"Lia, it's you right?" an expression confused, gentle and on the verge of breaking down. This wasn't what Lia expected.
Each step Leo trembled to take towards her was met with vigilance, each step he yearned to be closer to her, was averted, the ground pulled off his feet, his head spun upon the realisation.
Why? Why? The tears Leo held back rolled down when he finally accepted that Lia was backing away from him who wished to see if she was real, "Why? Are you avoiding me?"
