IRENE

I stood right there in front of the door shocked, he was the last person I was expecting to see —Actually he was just the person I was thinking about.

Something amused and dangerous played in his gaze.

Was it a smile, or a smirk…I couldn't make out the expression he had on his face, all I felt around me was the silence-

My heartbeats collided with a crash as if felt heavy inside of me.

"Irene."

He said my name the same way and I could feel the impact it still had.

Why had my name rolled off his

tongue that way ?

Why had his name had...