"Why have you been distancing yourself from me?" he asked.
Her breath hitched. She wasn't prepared for this conversation, not now.
"You haven't answered half of my letters," he continued, his voice softer now but laced with frustration. "Regina, have I... have I misunderstood something? Am I not the one you want?"
Her heart lurched painfully at his words. She shook her head quickly, her grip tightening around his fingers.
"No," she whispered. "It's not like that."
"Then what is it?" He stepped closer, unwilling to let her evade him any longer. He was demanding answers, but her heart was too indecisive while her body became too responsive to his actions. Her neck was getting hotter and hotter, that red tint over her cheeks now prominent as a result of her blood rushing up.
"You've bee
