Chapter 207
The cold water in the fridge was all gone, and Seraphina, after a moment’s thought, decided to drop some ice cubes into a glass, fill it with water, and give it to Leandro.
She went upstairs with the glass, her heart full of anticipation.
Sure, it was just a glass of water, but to her, it was a sign of her growing connection with him.
The day had the feel of a teenage fantasy-fleeting but enchanting, even if it might have been an illusion
Yet, as Seraphina re-entered her room with a glass of water, that gentle reverie dissolved There, at her desk, sat Leandro, thumbing through her textbooks. Panic surged within her. She rushed over, setting the glass down precariously while trying to reclaim her book
Caught off guard, Leandro released the textbook. But in that hurried motion, the glass teetered, then tipped, spilling cold water directly onto him.
“Oops!” Seraphina immediately started scrambling, dropping the textbook onto the floor and bending down to dry Leandro off, picking out ice cubes from his clothes.
Most of the water had spilled on Leandro’s pants, but in her panic, she didn’t notice and went straight to clean up his pants.
By the time she realized what she was doing, Leandro had grabbed her wrist.
This was, without a doubt, pretty awkward
Seraphina blushed so hard that het ears turned red. She lowered her gaze, took a moment to compose herself, then looking at the toppled glass, she bit her lip and said, I’ll go get you another glass of water
Even though the air conditioning was on, the room somehow felt heated.
Leandro cleared his throat, trying to keep his composure.
Seraphina quickly picked up the glass and went to refill it, while Leandro turned his attention back to the textbook she had just snatched from him.
What could possibly be in it that had her so on edge?
Curiosity getting the better of him, Leandro reached out and picked up the textbook again.
Seraphina, standing at the door, glanced back to see Leandro holding the textbook again
Before her mind had a chance to react, her body was already racing back towards him,
Seeing her like this, Leandro leaned back in his chair, clutching the textbook.
But Seraphina, throwing caution to the wind, lunged at the textbook –
“Thud!”
Leandro toppled over with his chair, and Seraphina, who had thrown herself at him, fell with him.
As they hit the floor, the cover of the textbook in Leandro’s hand flipped open-
The first page revealed a portrait: short hair, a white shirt, deep-set eyes, and a familiar, smiling face
Both Seraphina and Leandro simultaneously looked at the drawing. While he was taken aback, she felt as if her world had paused.
The secret was now unmistakable
Frozen, Seraphina couldn’t react. Leandro took a moment to compare the portrait to her before locking eyes with her. Her flushed face pévealed her vulnerability and surprise.
He had always sensed her affection but brushed it off as a fleeting crush. Yet now, that same girl was close to him, radiating a tender shyness.
His hand was casually resting on her body, the heat from her body slowly seeping into his.
Leandro thought he must be drunk.
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