Gavrael snapped back immediately to the present at the sound of her choking voice. His unseeing eyes now focused and widened as he looked at her, as if seeing something shocking and unforgivable.
Gavrael pulled back and quickly stepped away from her.
The pressure around Evie immediately disappeared as though it were not there in the first place. If not for Evie left panting there on the bed, even she would not have guessed that immense amount of pressure was there in the first place. What was that? What had just happened?
She looked at him as he raked his fingers through his dark hair and then turned around. He slammed his palms on the windowpanes in agitation. She quietly observed him as he leaned down and bent his head and then let out a sharp, angry breath.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up! VOTE for me!