"Why are you stepping back?" Selene tilted her head sideways as she approached Leo, who was backing away.
"A-am I walking back? You're imagining things," Leo said, wondering just what Selene was planning to do with him.
If he went purely by her looks, she appeared too innocent to do something like this. But her words really made him think twice. Leo kept stepping back until he stumbled and fell.
Selene reached out her hand, grabbing his hands swiftly.
If Selene were an ordinary woman, she would have been dragged down by Leo's weight. But even in her disguise, she was a Seraphim; she remained unmoving as she held Leo's hand, creating a fascinating sight.
In the garden of exotic flowers, Leo's feet were barely on the ground, and his shoulders were half a foot above the grass. He was holding the hand of Selene, who was the only thing preventing his fall.
"Are you alright?" Selene asked, looking at Leo, whose hair was almost touching the grass beneath him.
