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

then turned to Ivy with a smile. "This is your moment. How about Vera and I

Vera by the

polite applause, they walked to the grand

on the bench, and Vera stared blankly at the black-and-white

let go

her

of her eye, she stole a glance at him. Was he planning to hold her hand

Maybe even ... taking advantage of

I don't mind one

in her thoughts, she barely noticed Robin's grip

and soft, flowing notes

she thought she'd accidentally pressed something,

then she noticed the beautiful music filling the space,

was guiding her hand, playing the

imagined her fingers could be part

gentle melody unfolded,

and poised

seemed to forget that Vera and

her free hand, watched Robin's other

lead, pressing down the keys he indicated, letting each note resonate within

was pulled directly from her heart, an expression of

Robin, and she felt her

this really the same rough-edged Robin she'd

his sharp

gave her

the hall, rich and warm, like

far away, or just yesterday

across the

twists and turns,

and

of right and wrong

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

and I are

wide open,

Is this real?

surreal, and the stage seemed to pulse with a quiet

the stage, Ivy felt it too-a shiver ran through

voice sliced through the air, each

entire concert hall was silent, save for the rhythm of breath and heartbeat,

the VIP section, Shirley watched Robin's shadowed figure, bathed

like

be this powerful, could reach so deeply into a person's soul. She never would've guessed that Robin's piano

spark of wonder

talents and secrets do you

music flowed on, his voice low and weathered, lingering in the air like a haunting

I

long, yet fleeting, I

once broken,

all, I'd gladly

down into

a face dirt-streaked in

"No halo from above...

holding on to

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

casting the stage in a

her dancers moving in perfect synchrony

and pure, bringing

maybe

we'll meet

crowd or far

let me see the

my eyes

silent, they'll wash away

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