70 — “Say it, Julian!”

Julian is opening the door, a space big enough for me to enter his room. I lock the air into my lungs and step inside, immediately surprised that his desk is so messy, especially when it comes to Julian, who doesn't leave a single strand of hair out of place… In fact, his appearance is completely out of place too…

Click — he locks the door, making me flinch slightly.

I glance at the way he approaches the curtains to close it.

He is closing the curtains.

Realizing it makes the air go out through my nose slowly, and I'm feeling my heart pounding heavily against my chest, wanting to definitely leave my body. Maybe it's tired of being part of me too.

I'm standing in the same spot, watching Julian walk across the office with his hand in his hair, stopping next to the desk with his back to me. It makes me slightly anxious because I can tell how nervous he is.

“Come here, Angelee.” His voice comes out loud, deep, sending gooseb