(Today, Sasha POV)
´´ And that's my story ´´ When I said those words my attention was completely focused on Desmond's reaction after hearing the story.
Not matters how much I tried to seem like I didn't care, the reality was that as a woman I was quite nervous right now after all even if I couldn't say that I loved the man in front of me, I still felt like a maiden in love every time I looked into those blue eyes and that's why I was a little scared. . . afraid to see those blue eyes full of rejection towards me or even worse.
A couple of seconds passed without getting a response and I began to fear for the worst, so arming myself with all the courage that was left in my body I turned to look Desmond directly in the eyes; there was no scorn or rejection there. . . it was something completely different, it was tenderness, care, and even empathy.
