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

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

led Vera by the

grand piano

together on the bench, and Vera stared blankly at the black-and-white keys, not sure where to

let go of

her pulse

she stole a glance at him. Was he

closer? Maybe even ... taking advantage

is... I don't mind

she barely noticed Robin's grip tighten

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

accidentally pressed something, afraid she'd ruined

she noticed the beautiful music filling the space, seamless and

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

her fingers could be part of creating something

the gentle melody unfolded, the

radiant and poised at

forget that Vera and Robin

free hand,

down the keys he indicated, letting each note

sound was pulled directly from her heart, an

glance at Robin, and she felt her

the same rough-edged Robin she'd

softened, his sharp features illuminated with an almost

gave her a gentle smile before leaning toward the

hall, rich and

away, or just

across the

twists and turns,

and part

of right and wrong to

"Living takes courage too....

"No halo from above...

and I are born...

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

Is this real?

the stage seemed to pulse with a quiet

stage, Ivy felt

the air, each note an arrow straight

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

section, Shirley watched Robin's

felt like a

speechless. She never imagined a voice could be this powerful, could reach so

spark of wonder lit her

many talents and

and weathered, lingering in

I

yet fleeting, I

heart once broken, vines will grow

risk it all, I'd gladly

into the

a face dirt-streaked

"No halo from above...

on to the strength of

voice carried them all into another world, filling the space with a

lights dimmed further, casting the

front, Ivy stepped forward gracefully, her dancers

clear and pure,

maybe

we'll

or far above

let me see the face I love

my eyes fill with

they'll wash

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