Chapter 25: Obsessed

Ivan||

I watched as the light left her face as the words I had said hit her ears.

It was as if my words had drained the life out of her.

I instantly regretted telling her those words because her reaction hurt me more than any of the words she had just spoken.

"What?" She scrunched up her face like she smelled a rotten pig.

"What if what Nana wanted of us is what I wanted too?" I repeated despite the ache in my heart.

"That is impossible!" She protested.

"Why so?" I questioned.

"Because... because..." She trailed as she sought for words to say.

Her lack of words gave me some type of confidence. Maybe she wanted this too. Maybe she was pretending she did not want it.

I folded my hands as I waited for her to say something.

There was a soft wind blowing and it blew a lock of her hair onto her forehead.

Without thinking, I reached out and lightly brushed the hair out of her face with my fingers and tucked it behind her ear.

I felt her body stiffen under the touch of my fingers.

"Ivan..."