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

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

led Vera

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

together on the bench, and Vera stared blankly at

let

her

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

get closer? Maybe even ... taking advantage of the

he is... I don't

her thoughts, she barely noticed Robin's

fingers touched the keys, and soft, flowing notes began to fill

pressed something, afraid she'd ruined the

noticed the beautiful music filling the space,

her hand, playing the piano alongside her. Astonishment flooded

fingers could be part of

gentle melody unfolded, the stage lights

attention was focused on Ivy, radiant and poised at the center of the

audience seemed to forget that Vera

with her free hand, watched Robin's other hand moving

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

every sound was pulled directly from her heart, an expression

at Robin, and she felt her

the same rough-edged Robin

lights, he seemed different-his usual rough edges softened, his sharp features illuminated with an almost

sensing her gaze, Robin looked over and gave her a gentle smile

hall, rich and warm, like honeyed wine

away, or just yesterday

or across the

twists and turns, joy and

meet and part

go of right and

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

I

heart wide open, as if she'd stumbled into a

Is this real?

stage seemed to

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

deep, magnetic voice sliced through the air, each

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

Shirley watched Robin's shadowed figure, bathed in

felt like

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 piano

of wonder lit her

talents and

and weathered,

I learned

yet

broken, vines will

all, I'd gladly

into

face

"No halo from above...

holding on to the strength of

all into another world, filling the space with a

further, casting the stage in a

stepped forward gracefully, her dancers

clear and pure, bringing

day, maybe

maybe we'll

the crowd or far above

me see the face I love

eyes

they'll wash

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