Chapter 10 Chiara

• I smiled at Connor as he approached us, but deep inside, my heart was pounding. Lance looked unaffected, though. Perhaps slightly angry, with a slight furrow between his brows and lips quirked down. Other than those reactions, he seemed wholly calm.
• I wished I could be as composed as him. My hands were already starting to shake again, and I had to repeatedly pinch my skin to ground myself. There was a prickling feeling on my neck, as if someone was watching me. It's as if Adrian was staring at me with disappointment.
• 'Who do you belong to?' His voice inside my head asked.