Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Sophia was in her own world for a few seconds until the man’s deep gaze landed on her. It was only at that moment when she regained her composure and approached him. Suddenly, she almost lost balance due to the slippery road beneath her.

“Ahhh…” she yelled as she lost her balance and fell into his arms.

Arthur wrapped his arms around her to prevent her from falling, but he was a second late. As Sophia hugged the man, she landed in a kneeling position in front of his legs and her face was exceptionally close to a place in which a man would regard as sensitive.

She wanted to die on the spot.

He lowered his head and sighed because in all his time of knowing her, this was the umpteenth time of seeing her embarrassed.

Luckily for them, there was no one around them. So, he reached out and helped her to her feet, but her face was redder than a shrimp. “S-Sorry.”

Arthur took her hand as his long, slender fingers gripped onto hers. It was evident that he was holding Sophia in a posture that looked like they were about to kiss.

They passed the entrance and walked up the steps, which they estimated to be at a distance of 200 meters, to where the main church was.

Sophia regretted her decision as she panted. Of all the places that

the man next to her was relaxed. He wasn’t panting and his face wasn’t flushed either.

can’t climb up anymore?” Arthur asked with a

gaze, she bravely replied. “I can even do it in one

from behind

at the top of the hill. she felt that it was worth the hard work since the view from where they were

holding a bottle of water, which he brought from the car. Then, he walked toward her and handed the bottle

that

realized that he had

of it and left the rest

you have something against my saliva?” Arthur read

sincerely took it with a blushing face before she unscrewed the bottle cap. Who am I to slander? We’ve already kissed,

Arthur went to the main area of the church where candles could

actions and say your prayers. They say that

bright candles at the candle holder at one side of

face. It was as if she arduously tried to make a sincere prayer. Once that was done, the corners of her

follow suit and when