Watching Snow run away after doing the most absurd thing she could have ever done today made my body freeze solid.
The white glistening silky threads that blocked my vision, the soft scent reminiscent of freshly bloomed flowers in spring, and the lingering sensation on my lips...
'That was a kiss, right?'
Did that really just happen?
Question marks popped up in my head as I tried to process everything that happened.
Snow had been acting strange ever since she first came in, but I didn't think it would lead to that.
Why did she kiss me?
Does she like me?
But I tried my best not to raise any flags with her, though?
Sure, the two of us had gotten closer, but it wasn't to the point that she could actually fall for me, right?
I replayed the moments leading up to that kiss in my mind. Snow had seemed nervous, her eyes darting around the room, her hands fidgeting.
