Chapter 28

• Emerald's heart raced uncontrollably, and any doctor who had the misfortune to examine her at that moment might suspect she was afflicted by some rare ailment linked to the sensation of touch.
• "Emerald Fajardo..." Perhaps it was her own treacherous mind, but his voice resonated deeply, heavy with an alluring undertone that hinted at something undeniably captivating. "Look at me."
• After a moment of reluctance, her eyes, which had been avoiding his, finally met his gaze.