His surprised look pained her. Anastasia thought she was stupid for asking such a question.
He did mumble her name and say he loved her in his sleep. Now that he was awake, he was pretending to be apathetic toward her.
She wanted to laugh and tell him she knew everything he had on his mind. But she knew she needed to tell him first that she also had feelings for him.
They were both quiet. A palpable tension hung in the air between them.
Anastasia's heart was racing faster than ever, unsure where to begin, while Brad looked around nervously before resting his gaze on her, anticipating what she might say next.
Her palms were growing damp with sweat. As she looked into his eyes, she could see various emotions there… surprise, confusion, and something else that she couldn't name.
Finally, she took a deep breath and started saying, her voice laced with emotion.
