Chapter 23 - Meeting Him Again

• I didn't have the guts to see the face of the man from whom I was feeling those tingles, but without even looking at his face, I already knew who he was. I stared at his chest, which was covered with a black t-shirt, and my heart was already thumping hard in my chest. My brain was already playing that 7-minute streaming of my whole life before dying that everyone talks about.
• I finally took a deep breath and raised my head to look at him, but as soon as I saw his glowing eyes, my breath caught away. His grey eyes were now hazel in color and looked as if they were glowing. I tried but failed to tear my gaze away from him. The attraction that I was trying to ignore for days knocked me out hard. I knew that my being dead was a matter of a few seconds or minutes (if I was lucky), but why deny anything when I only had a few moments of my life remaining?
• I was clutching his t-shirt hard, and I was well aware of his hands on my waist too, which was the only support that was not letting my body fall on the floor. He was holding me firmly yet softly, and I don’t know why, but I was feeling extremely overwhelmed right now. I felt like I was in some kind of trance that he had created around me, and the shocking thing was I also didn’t want this trance to be over.