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 "Follow me"-was

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

led Vera by the

to the grand piano at

on the bench, and Vera stared blankly

still hadn't let go of her

felt her

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

closer? Maybe even ... taking

is... I don't mind

her thoughts, she barely noticed Robin's grip tighten

her fingers touched the keys, and

she thought she'd accidentally pressed

beautiful music filling the space, seamless

hand, playing the piano alongside her. Astonishment flooded

fingers could be part of creating something so

the gentle melody unfolded, the stage

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

to forget that

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

his lead, pressing down the keys he indicated, letting

felt as if every sound was pulled directly from her heart, an expression of

glance at Robin, and

this really the same

soft glow of the lights, he seemed different-his usual rough edges softened, his sharp features illuminated

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

the hall, rich and

far away, or just

or across

twists and turns, joy

and part

of right and

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

I are born...

heart wide open, as

Is this real?

surreal, and the stage seemed to pulse with a quiet

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

the air, each note an

concert hall was silent, save for the rhythm of breath and heartbeat,

Shirley watched Robin's shadowed figure, bathed

felt like

had never cared much for music, was struck speechless. She never imagined a voice could be this powerful, could reach so deeply into a person's soul. She

wonder lit her

talents and secrets do you

voice low and weathered, lingering in the air like a haunting

I learned

long, yet fleeting,

heart once broken, vines will

risk it all, I'd gladly

down into

a face

"No halo from above...

holding on to the strength of

carried them all into another world, filling the

lights dimmed further, casting the

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

and pure, bringing the audience

day, maybe

maybe we'll meet

crowd or

me see the face

eyes fill

they'll wash

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