The Weight of His Presence

I turned around to see who it was, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw Sebastian standing there, his dark, piercing eyes locked onto mine. His presence filled the room effortlessly, making it feel smaller and more suffocating. I couldn’t meet his gaze for long, not after what had happened earlier in my room. My cheeks burned at the memory, and I quickly turned back to the sink, pretending to focus on the dishes.