The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 191

Chapter 191

Chapter 191 All I Want is Your Simplicity

Robin held Vera's cold, trembling hand, his thumb brushing gently over her damp palm.

"Just look into my eyes, and you won't feel nervous."

His voice soft yet steady, cutting through the distant hum of the music.

Vera's gaze lifted to meet his.

In that instant, the world around them faded. It was like being struck by lightning-a flash that left everything else in shadow.

His eyes were clear and steady, as vast and calm as a night sky full of stars.

The anxieties that had gripped her melted away in that starlit glow.

For a heartbeat, she was utterly captivated, lost in the warmth of his smile.

Waves of emotion rose within her.

She realized, with a start, that she'd never looked at him this closely before.

"Feeling a little better?" Robin asked, giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

His broad hand and his soft words were a far cry from the emotionally clueless Robin she thought she knew.

"Just follow my lead. Do what I do, and you won't feel embarrassed."

Still holding his gaze, Vera gave a resolute nod. Everything else had faded; there was only him, grounding her in this surreal moment.

"Can you play an instrument?" he asked as they walked, hand in hand, toward the center of the stage, with Ivy just ahead of them.

"No," Vera admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

Robin chuckled softly. "Then what can you do?"

That disarming smile nearly sent her heart racing out of her chest.

"I ... I can't really do anything," she replied honestly, feeling oddly vulnerable.

"Nothing at all?" Robin's smile was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Vera nodded with conviction, a determined look in her eyes.

A smirk curved across Robin's lips. "So, in 20 years, you've done nothing but eat and sleep like a pig?"

"Huh?" Vera was momentarily stunned, catching a hint of mischief in those starry eyes.

She snapped out of her trance.

D*mn him. Did he seriously just call her a pig? Right now?

She shot him a sharp glare, hissing under her breath. "You jerk! You better come up with something-I really don't know what I'm doing up here!" Robin's grin only widened. "Alright, it's official. You're a helpless little pig," he teased. "Fine, then. Just follow me."

"Okay." Vera nodded, resigned. She didn't really have a choice.

Her mind was a complete blank.

She used to think standing on stage looked easy.

Now, under the glaring lights and with all eyes on them, she knew she'd been wrong.

Gripping his hand tighter, she let him lead, grounding herself in his steady presence.

The bright lights and countless faces blurred together, an endless sea of anticipation.

She barely registered what Robin was saying. She just knew she had no control over any of it.

But strangely, she wasn't afraid. She wasn't nervous.

As long as Robin was beside her, holding her hand, she could face anything.

simple phrase "Follow me"-was

is your moment. How about Vera and I play piano to accompany you?" Ivy gave a knowing nod, her

Vera by

applause, they walked to the grand piano at the edge of

sat together on the bench, and Vera stared blankly at the black-and-white keys, not sure

let go of her

felt her

eye, she stole a glance at him. Was he planning to

to get closer? Maybe even ... taking advantage

is... I

thoughts, she barely noticed Robin's

fingers touched the keys, and soft, flowing notes

she'd accidentally pressed something, afraid she'd

she noticed the beautiful music filling the

realized Robin was guiding her hand, playing the piano alongside her.

could be

unfolded, the stage lights slowly

and

that Vera

her free hand, watched Robin's other hand moving effortlessly over

lead, pressing down the keys

directly from her heart, an expression of feelings she'd never dared to speak

another glance at Robin, and she

same rough-edged Robin

softened, his sharp features illuminated with an

gaze, Robin looked over and gave her

hall, rich and

away, or just

across the

and

meet and

of right and

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

I are

frozen, her heart wide open, as if she'd stumbled into

Is this real?

and the stage seemed

center of the stage, Ivy felt

voice sliced through the air, each note an arrow straight to the

the rhythm of breath and heartbeat, as if everyone was held

seat in the VIP section, Shirley watched Robin's shadowed

felt like

could reach so deeply into a person's soul. She never would've guessed that Robin's piano playing and singing would be so

spark of wonder lit

many talents and secrets

flowed on, his voice low and weathered,

heartbreak, I learned

long, yet

broken, vines

all, I'd gladly

into

face dirt-streaked in

"No halo from above...

on to the strength of

them all into another world, filling the space with a melancholy

casting the stage in a

forward gracefully, her

clear and pure,

maybe I'll

maybe we'll meet

the crowd or

me see the face

if my eyes fill

silent, they'll wash away

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