Trenton Smith reached out and turned her over again.
Norris Moore cast her eyes down and didn't look at him.
He looked at her expression and felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his heart.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her face, softly saying, "Norris."
"You can try to trust me more."
"Whether it's your friends or you, as long as you speak up, I can help."
"I've done many wrong things in the past, but I can change." He kissed her cool cheek, and Norris's long eyelashes brushed against his skin like a small fan. His heart softened from the gentle touch, and his arm held her waist, pressing their bodies tightly together. Their heartbeats were shared like this.
"Thump."
"Thump."
"Thump."
It was the sound of Trenton's heartbeat.
Calm and steady.
Norris lightly bit her lip, her lowered gaze revealing a complex look in her eyes.
