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.

phrase

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

led Vera

grand piano at

stared blankly at the black-and-white

let go of her

her pulse

at him. Was he planning to hold her hand the entire

to get closer? Maybe even

he is... I don't mind

her thoughts, she barely noticed Robin's grip tighten

suddenly, her fingers touched the keys, and soft, flowing notes

thought she'd accidentally pressed

the beautiful music filling

her hand, playing

her fingers could be part of creating something so

the gentle melody unfolded, the

Ivy, radiant and poised at the center of

forget that Vera and Robin

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

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

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

glance at Robin, and she felt her heart

the same rough-edged

soft glow of the 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 been

and gave her a gentle smile before leaning

voice filled the hall, rich and

far away, or just

across

twists and turns, joy and

meet and

of right and wrong to find

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

I

open, as if she'd stumbled

Is this real?

and the stage seemed to

the stage, Ivy felt it too-a

magnetic voice sliced through the air, each note an arrow

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

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

like a

never imagined a voice could be this powerful, could reach so deeply into a person's

of wonder

talents and

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

heartbreak, I

yet fleeting, I

heart once broken,

risk it all, I'd

down into the

a face

"No halo from above...

holding on to

them all into another world, filling the space with a

further, casting the stage

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

voice, clear and pure,

day, maybe I'll drift

maybe we'll

the crowd or

me see the face I

my eyes fill

they'll wash

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