As Lexie approached Isiah, her heart pounded with anxiety. She felt a sense of trepidation wash over her, afraid of what his reaction might be.
Would he push her away and leave her embarrassed and ashamed? Or, worse yet, would he hurt her physically?
Despite her fear, she continued to move towards him, trying to handle the situation as best she could. But the thought of leaving him behind, of never seeing him or Ciel again, was almost unbearable.
She longed to be his, to be his girl, like any other girl before her. As she stood before him, he glared at her with intensity that made her feel as if she were completely exposed and vulnerable.
Her breathing became shallow, her heart racing so fast she thought it might stop beating.
"Isiah...I have to go now," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She was terrified he would push her away, or worse, lash out at her.
