"Marcel," Arianna breathed, her heart pounding erratically in her chest as she was suddenly aware of the heat emanating from his body. They were so close to each other that she could reach out to him, no, Arianna wanted to touch him to confirm that it was Marcel in flesh and blood.
However, what she got in return was Marcel forcing her to step back and Arianna realized that they were headed toward the balcony. She tried to escape him but Marcel didn't let her slip through his finger and successfully boxed her in so her back was pressed against the railing and her heart jumped into her throat.
She was going to die!
Or maybe not.
She hoped, desperately.
"W-what are you doing?" Arianna gulped, putting on false bravado, wanting to give him the benefit of the doubt. Yeah, there was no way that the man who loved her with all of his heart would suddenly push her off the balcony. She was just being paranoid.
