Abigail pov
I went straight to the washroom and entered the cold water pool to get some relief. My whole body has turned hot due to the conversation I had with William and the kiss. The flashback of the kiss passed through my eyes.
It was getting dangerous to be around him now that we have a physical connection. Though the kiss did not really mean anything in modern times, in that era, it could be a promise to stay together. But then I should have known and controlled better. But as if there was some force that was pulling me toward him. I could not control myself when it comes to touching him or kissing him from the past few days.
Was it his charm? The way he attracts other women, is he attracting me too?! But then he did nothing special for that, even the kiss he tried, it was sloppy and novice. Even then I wished to kiss him further.
