Seraphina remained seated beside Amon, her golden eyes fixed on his.
A gentle breeze passed between them, stirring the leaves overhead and causing strands of her golden-blonde hair to brush softly against her cheeks.
Neither of them spoke for several seconds.
"I... You are... I..." Seraphina struggled to form a coherent sentence.
Her heart was pounding so hard that she was afraid Amon might hear it.
Amon leaned slightly closer.
The distance between them gradually disappeared until she could feel his warm breath against her skin.
He was nervous too, but the gentle smile on his face never disappeared. He simply waited for her answer, giving her the time she needed.
Seraphina nervously licked her lips before lowering her gaze.
Her hands tightened into small fists on her lap.
"I... don't know."
She took a small breath.
"You're my friend... That's what I think."
"Really?" He asked, knowing she was just saying anything that came to her mouth.
Seraphina nodded slowly.
"Yes."
