“But that’s…them. Not you. You’ve never looked at me like that.” Again, he just stares at me. Blinks. One second passes. Two. And then he cocks his head, eyeing me in a way I can’t quite define, other than to say he has never looked at me like this. Like he suddenly has something over me, and it’s a mindfuck if there ever was one. One that has the blood rushing from my head, and the ground beneath us tilting. “Sure about that?” And everything just sort of grinds to a halt. Pretty sure my heart is failing.
