Erika's Point of View
As soon as he steps inside the room, the air buzzes with electricity and I shiver when I feel his gaze on me. He stalks in the room like a predator, his eyes fixed on me but I don't dare look at him. His scent fills the air and Hestia stirs inside me, telling me, begging me to go to him or look at him once but I don't.
I am afraid that I'd never be able to bring myself to look him in the eye after what I did to him and after what I am planning on to do.
Suddenly the air feels thick to breathe and the spoon feels heavy to lift. I constantly feel his gaze on me, branding, scorching my skin with its heat and fierceness. The food I am eating seems like rock and pebbles and every time I swallow it, it feels like I am swallowing shards of glasses.
My shoulders feel heav
