Theodora looked up, meeting Winston's magnetic eyes. His profund gaze seemed endless, as though magnetic, drawing her in with an invisible force.
An unfamiliar tension filled the air, and Theodora quickly steadied herself. "I just remembered I have something at home. I should head back."
"Sure," Winston replied calmly.
She left in a hurry.
Winston stood in the now quiet room, as if he could still feel the warmth she had left behind.
Back at her place, Theodora pressed her hand to her chest.
It wasn't like her to lose control, but tonight, something had felt... off. Her heart was beating faster than usual.
She took a deep breath.
It must have been because Lance was so immature, and suddenly meeting someone so mature... It felt a bit overwhelming.
She shook her head and decided not
