Shin was panting, his eyes glazed over with desire. His fingers tightened around Yoon-Yi's wrist and he felt the sudden urge to lean down and kiss her again. Nevertheless, he stopped. After sucking in a sharp breath, his vision finally cleared. He was slowly starting to regain his self-control.
Yoon-Yi saw the fleeting moment pass across his face, and she felt a pang of disappointment and regret. Her heart ached and she sighed deeply. If for a second she thought she saw love in his eyes, now there was nothing. Only blankness and desolation remain in those black irises.
Shin finally spoke after a while. His voice was quiet and void of any special feelings.
"Let us go home."
Then, he slid his fingers into her palm and pulled her gently after him.
Yoon-Yi followed him in silence. She felt the warm hold of his hand and chose to ignore the coldness that was slowly seeping inside her heart. She secretly wished the road back home would be longer.
