Footsteps sounded from the other side of the tapestry, and we both instinctively took a step further into the wall, her chest brushing against mine as she held her breath. This close, I could feel the anxious heat coming from her in waves, the scent of florals and something earthy reaching my nose when she turned her neck to look at me. The air was heavy, neither of us willing to breathe as the voices lingered mere feet from where we hid.
