He could see fear and anxiety in her eyes—the same emotions that were reflected in her eyes when he first met her in this very place, her maiden home.
He also noticed that she avoided looking at him, trying hard not to spare a glance into his eyes.
Even when he made her fix her eyes on his, the golden irises looked dimmer, not glistening like when they stood together under the warm glow of the night.
At a moment like this, Canillas felt regret that they had left the orphanage so soon. The joy he felt when he found there was progress in their problematic relationship, even if it was only a sliver, disappeared.
However, he refused to start from the very beginning, as he wanted them to make progress from where they had reached up to now. It was also not too late to pull her back to where they were now, not allowing her to step out of the circle they had formed so far.
