Kyrell blinked his eyes dazed because of her unexpected words. Why did she want to talk to him now? Or was this also some kind of trick to get out of his grips. His brain and heart contradicted each other, he wanted to not believe her but his eyes mellowed looking at her adorable face. She was so beautiful.
Lyra observed his eyes fluctuating with various emotions but his face remained stoic and devoid of movements, "Why are you not speaking?" she was not able to help but ask this. What was wrong with this guy? Wasn't he the one complaining of not trying to understand him?
He came out of his thoughts and gazed at her, "I have never had a proper conversation before. I don't know what to say"
And that hit Lyra's heart with a pang, she felt terrible for assuming things about him. Her hand involuntarily met his and she noticed him flinch, "It's fine, say whatever comes to your mind and I will listen" he clenched his jaws as she continued, "You can do that right?"
