The sharp breath I pull in is meant to brace myself against the sudden onslaught of emotion I know I’m going to feel when I hear her speak, but it ends up serving another purpose completely when amber eyes begin scanning the crowd and land, almost instantly, on me. In a span of a heartbeat, the stalled air in my lungs becomes the only thing holding me to Earth because the rest of me is weightless, stunned, suspended in the liquid honey of her gaze.
