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

with a smile. "This is your moment. How about Vera and I play piano to accompany you?"

led Vera by the

applause, they walked to the grand piano at

blankly at the black-and-white keys, not sure where

let go

felt her pulse

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

Maybe even ... taking advantage of

is... I don't mind one

barely

fingers touched the keys, and soft, flowing

she thought she'd accidentally pressed

beautiful music filling the space,

guiding her hand, playing the piano alongside her. Astonishment flooded through

fingers could be part of creating something

unfolded, the

on Ivy, radiant and poised

audience seemed to forget that

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

pressing down the keys he indicated, letting

her heart, an expression of feelings she'd never dared

Robin, and she felt her heart

really the same rough-edged

his sharp features illuminated with an almost serene intensity. Wasn't

gave her a gentle smile before leaning toward the

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

far away, or

or across the

and turns,

and

of right and wrong

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

and I are born...

stood frozen, her heart wide open,

Is this real?

the stage seemed to pulse with

the stage, Ivy felt it too-a shiver ran

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

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

section, Shirley

felt like a

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

of wonder lit

many talents and secrets do you

weathered, lingering in

I

long, yet

broken, vines will

risk it all, I'd gladly

into

a face dirt-streaked

"No halo from above...

to the

another world,

dimmed further, casting the stage

her dancers moving in perfect synchrony

voice, clear and pure, bringing

day, maybe I'll drift

maybe we'll meet again

or

me see the

eyes fill with

silent, they'll wash away

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