“How are you feeling?” Sierra asked in a low voice.
Faust replies with a grin that made her wonder how she could still smile and look dashing despite his condition. It was evident that he was in pain and Faust, hiding that behind his smile gave her a mix of emotions.
She was appalled at the same amazed and yes that nagging guilt creeping into the back of her mind made her lower her head and avoid his warm gaze. She didn’t see anger nor did he seem to blame her but he didn’t really have to say it did he? Not when everyone close to him thinks that it’s her fault that he was in that condition.
A feathery touch on her cheek made her lift her head and her eyes stared back to his grey pair. The warmth of his hands sent light electric shocks on her ski
