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

the center of the stage, then turned to Ivy with a smile. "This is your moment. How about Vera and I play piano

led Vera by the

grand piano at the

and Vera stared blankly at the black-and-white keys, not sure

hadn't let go of her

her

a glance at him. Was he planning to hold

to get closer? Maybe even ... taking advantage

I don't mind one

barely noticed Robin's

touched the keys, and soft, flowing notes began

accidentally pressed

noticed the beautiful music filling the

was guiding her hand, playing the piano alongside her.

fingers could be part of

the gentle melody unfolded, the

on Ivy, radiant and poised at

audience seemed to forget that Vera and Robin were

what to do with her free hand, watched Robin's other hand moving effortlessly

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

pulled directly from her heart, an expression

stole another glance at Robin,

same rough-edged

lights, he seemed different-his usual rough edges softened, his sharp features illuminated with an almost serene intensity. Wasn't this the hero she'd

looked over and gave

deep, resonant voice filled the hall, rich and warm, like

far away, or

or across

twists and

meet and

of right and

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

I are

heart wide open, as if

Is this real?

seemed to pulse with

of the stage, Ivy

air, each

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

section, Shirley watched Robin's

like a

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

spark of wonder lit

how many talents and

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

heartbreak, I

yet

broken,

risk it all,

down into the

face dirt-streaked in

"No halo from above...

to the

all into another world, filling the space with

the stage in a soft

stepped forward gracefully, her

clear and pure, bringing the audience to an emotional

maybe I'll

we'll meet

or far

me see the

eyes fill

they'll wash away

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