Eloise wasn’t scared of him. He was a mountain of a man with intense eyes, but she wasn’t scared of him.
He stared down at her, transfixed by her. Eloise knew she had nothing to fear from him.
Even though they were both silent, she could feel the slight tremble of the air around him.
She wondered who would take the first step forward. Would he be brave enough, or will she have to be the one to do it?
She waited a few seconds and then decided to make her move. She stepped forward and watched as his eyes widened.
Another step forward, and she reached out and touched his hand.
About This Story
The above story is part of a collection of short fiction pieces that I have collated and published into a paperback book.
