Zevie pov:
I stayed there, floating back onto the library steps, breathing cool night air. The sky was clear, with stars scattered over the darkness like whispers of a thousand untold stories. But then, a shiver ran down my spine. I couldn't explain it. Maybe it was just the quiet and the eerie glow of the streetlights, but suddenly, I felt exposed; I was no longer alone. My heart began to throb, and there was this prickling feeling on my skin, as if I could feel someone was. watching me.
I looked around, gagging out a laugh at myself, trying to shake it off as paranoia. The feeling lingered, heavy and unshakeable. Slowly, I turned, scanning the courtyard. And then I saw him. Half-hidden in the shadows, he was tall, dark, and at the edge of the courtyard, but even from this distance, I could feel the intensity of his gaze. Our eyes met, and my breath caught. His gaze was like he knew just how to get straight through me, past all my walls and insecurities into something down inside of me that I did not know was there.
I froze, my pulse pounding in my ears. I could not stop looking-I wouldn't if I tried-and neither did he. For a moment, everything else melted away-the world faded, and there was only him and me in that charged, unsettling bond. Then, just as abruptly as it had started, he vanished. The darkness swallowed him up, and I stood there alone, the night too silently still, the air too still. But the feeling of that gaze lingered. He was watching me. And who he was, I knew at that moment that it was the last time I was to feel those eyes on me again
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Shadows of Desire
عاطفيةZevie is used to being invisible. A plus-sized, book-loving med student surrounded by thin, effortlessly beautiful friends, she's always felt like the wallflower, watching from the sidelines as life passes her by. When she isn't immersed in her stud...
