"And what if it were true?"
Christina's mind kept reeling his question, her eyes locking with his seriously affectionate gaze. Her heart beat escalated to a rapid speed, while her entire body turned stiff in realization.
Holy fucking hell! Was he confessing his feelings to her?
"What if I wasn't faking it all this time, Christina?" Reylan continued, his voice calm but he could sweat sliding down his spine. It had been over a century when he had felt nervous and ironically, it was also right in front of this women when she had stabbed him in the chest at their first meet.
"It was only an attraction during our first encounter but it gradually changed as I got to know more about you "My feelings have only gotten better having spend all these days with you, and…" Pausing a bit, Reylan hesitantly continued, "I like you, Christina."
