Chapter 40

Michel smiled, the corner of her lips curled up in a small smile.

Despite appearing only so quickly, the smile disappeared as Michel slowly reached out and tucked a loose lock of hair behind her ear.

Suddenly there was a huge lump stuck in her throat she didn’t want to go away no matter how hard she tried to swallow it down.

Instead, Fanny just continued to sit there, frozen, as Michel began to carefully undo the pins holding her hair up, releasing the soft strand little by little, gently running his fingers through it and over and over. repeat motion.

When her hair was finally down, he stroked the side of her face down to her chin, tracing her bottom lip with his thumb.

It’s like he’s in a trance, unable to stop himself from continuing his actions, following whatever feels right and irrationally trying to tell him.

As he leaned in, his face very close to hers, Fanny took a deep breath.

“What are you doing?” She asked in a small whisper, her