The soft lamplight stretched, giving shape to the unspoken tension hanging in the air. It felt as though the world had paused, offering them a rare closeness neither had imagined possible.
Zane closed his eyes, but sleep refused to come. He turned onto his side, his thoughts circling the identity of the man who had dared to harm Selina. Damien had confirmed the pervert was not Unknown_You, given the difference in their methods.
The man was still unconscious in the hospital after the beating Zane had given him, yet that was not enough.
Zane wanted the truth. He would not spare anyone involved.
Restless, he turned again until something tickled against his nose. His brows drew together, wondering what bug was bold enough to bother him. Slowly, his eyes opened, and he caught sight of a foot.
It was Selina's.
Her toe brushed against his nose, and before he could react, she shifted, her foot landing right against his lips.
