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

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

Vera

to the grand piano at the edge

stared blankly at the black-and-white keys,

hadn't let go

felt her pulse

corner of her eye, she stole a glance at him. Was he

get closer? Maybe even ... taking

I don't

barely noticed Robin's grip

touched the keys, and soft, flowing notes

she'd accidentally pressed something,

beautiful music filling the space, seamless and

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

fingers could be part of creating something so

unfolded, the stage lights slowly

on Ivy, radiant and poised at

that Vera and Robin were even

what to do with her free hand,

began to follow his lead, pressing down the keys he indicated, letting each note resonate within

pulled directly from her heart, an expression of feelings

Robin, and she felt her heart

the same

edges softened, his sharp features illuminated with an almost serene intensity. Wasn't this the hero she'd been waiting

looked over and gave

resonant voice filled the hall, rich and warm, like honeyed wine lingering on

far away, or

across the

the twists and turns, joy

meet and

go of right and

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

I are

her heart wide open, as if she'd

Is this real?

and the stage seemed to

Ivy felt it too-a shiver ran through

air, each note an arrow straight to the

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

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

felt like a

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

spark of wonder lit

how many talents and secrets do you

voice low and weathered, lingering in the air like a

I learned

yet fleeting,

broken, vines will

all, I'd gladly

into

face dirt-streaked in

"No halo from above...

holding on to the

all into another world, filling

the stage in a

Ivy stepped forward gracefully, her dancers moving in perfect synchrony around

voice, clear and pure, bringing the audience to an emotional

maybe I'll drift

maybe we'll

crowd or far above

see the face I love

if my eyes fill

silent, they'll

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