I swallowed.
The rhythmic movement of the horse beneath us and the constant weight of his arm around my waist were the only things anchoring me to reality.
I shook my head
"I…I don't understand how that could be true," I finally said, my voice timid and fragile. I met his dark gaze, forcing the lie out. "I really don't feel anything for you, Yichen."
He let out a low, soft laugh that gently brushed against my ear.
Did he realize that I had lied?
I bit down on my lower lips, my gaze returning to the beautiful sight before me, the scent of oranges filled the air.
To be sincere, I loved the calming effect this ride was giving me. It reminded me of the countryside I craved.
It gave me the perfect reality I wanted.
And I hate to admit that being here with him only made it surreal.
