Chapter 50. Trust Me

Both of them didn’t know what to say at first.

They just stood there, gazes averted, with an awkward tension hovering in the air. Neither of them were inclined to speak first. They simply distracted themselves with the endless chatter of the other guests in the background, trying to rack their brains for something to say.

Camille felt as if she had been hypnotized by this man for the last few minutes. It was as if she had been transported to another world the moment she walked into his arms. His scent was intoxicating to her now, and their proximity made her nervous.

She had never felt this way about him before. She had always considered him only as a friend. There was attraction, sure, but only slight in physical appearance. Never anything remotely romantic.

But now she was starting to wonder…

Was she the only one who felt this way? What did Michael really feel about her in the past and also in the present?

He had never stated it explicitly, so she was