C19 Spending The Night

Diane’s P.O.V.

Looking at him again, I could not help but fall more and more into his gaze. It felt like I ended up melting even more. I bit my lower lip as hard as I could.

Even if I wanted to be afraid by how deep his stares were at me, I could not understand myself because it was as if I even liked what he was doing. Even if I wanted to get away from him