Kael watched Dora walk up the stage, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt a surge of panic, almost like the ground was giving way beneath him. His mind raced, cursing himself for being such a coward. He wanted nothing more than to bolt from the scene. But, forcing his feet to stay rooted, he waited as Kit joined him, a smirk playing on his lips.
"I can't believe this," Kit said, eyes twinkling with amusement. "You really do have charm, Kael! I mean, she's actually going to confess to you in front of the entire crowd? Amazing."
"I don't want her to confess." Kael suddenly muttered.
Kael's confession seemed to ignite something in Kit. His eyes narrowed, and his playful smirk morphed into a scowl. "What do you mean, you don't want her to confess?" Kit's voice was low, barely controlled. "Isn't that what you planned all along? Why are you wanting to back out now?"