[Rosie's POV]
Why's he doing this? Why's he making me lose control?
When he had lifted up his head, I met his sad eyes and I was getting all emotions again as my breath hitched.
"I never knew," he whispers, as he cups my cheek.
I can't tell if he meant it but I could see the concern in his eyes and how wistful he stared as though feeling every pain I went through.
It didn't hurt when I started but his reaction to my words only proves that he's in pain.
"What exactly happened to the princess?" He said softly, goggling my reaction, I was fazed as my heart pounds in anticipation.
My lips part but the words weren't coming out as I was left to drown in the worried gaze of his.
My skin is sleek with sweat and the tension he puts me through.
"Talk to me princess, let me know" he whispers using that finger on my cheek to trace my skin.
Time is still but I don't want to take my eyes off him as he was reassuring me that everything was fine.
