A few minutes earlier,
"Does your heart race?" Aether asked cautiously, his voice a gentle whisper as he stood close to Helena... his breath warm against her skin.
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Helena swallowed hard, feeling her throat tighten. "Y-Yes," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.
Her heart pounded so loudly in her chest that it felt like it might burst. The sound of it echoed in her ears, amplifying her anxiety. She glanced at Aether, worried that he might hear it, that he might sense the turmoil within her.
Aether's eyes softened, and he leaned in just a fraction closer, "So does mine," he confessed, his voice trembling, "M-My heart is racing faster than ever."
Helena's eyes widened in surprise, her thoughts swirling. 'So, he feels it too,' she thought, her mind racing. The realization that Aether was experiencing the same intense sensations filled her with a strange mix of pity and empathy.
