Suddenly, the atmosphere between Lyerin and Sophia shifted like the quiet before a storm, heavy with unspoken tension and charged with an energy neither of them fully understood.
Lyerin's gaze locked onto Sophia, with an unreadable expression, and for a moment, the world seemed to pause.
Sophia, caught in the intensity of his stare, felt a flutter of unease mingling with something else—something that made her heart beat faster.
"What's going on?" Sophia wondered, trying to make sense of the sudden change in Lyerin's demeanor. But before she could untangle her thoughts, Lyerin moved toward her with a speed that made her breath catch.
Her heart leaped into her throat, a mixture of alarm and anticipation gripping her as he closed the distance between them in an instant.
"Lyerin?" she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.
