Alyssane silently held his gaze.
Beneath the fear that had seized her heart, there was something else—something darker, something more twisted, like a quiet storm brewing in the depths of her mind.
'What can you do that I have not already endured?'
Kazmun noticed the subtle shift in her, his lips curving into a cold, mirthless smile. "What are you doing, hm?" His voice dropped into a low, husky murmur, cutting through the thick tension between them.
"I've told you," Alyssane responded, her voice steady, though her mind was anything but.
Kazmun's eyes narrowed with a growing edge of anger. "And I think that's another one of your lies." His tone dripped with menace, his patience wearing thin.
Alyssane coldly held his gaze, 'What do you even know?'
