Cedric blinked as he noticed the skewer being offered to him.
"Oh, for me?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Zania silently nodded.
She didn't say a word.
She just stood there, holding the skewer, her hands trembling slightly—not from nerves, but from something deeper that she didn't want to acknowledge.
Cedric casually took the skewer from her hand, giving her an easygoing smile.
"Oh, thanks, cutie~" he said, his voice light and teasing.
Zania's world stopped.
Her heart melted instantly.
And then—
Dup. Dup. Dup. Dup. Dup.
Her heart pounded against her chest, loud and uncontrollable.
Was it the heat from the grill? The warmth of the fire? Or—
No.
It was him.
The way he casually tossed those words out, as if they meant nothing.
As if he hadn't just completely overwhelmed her emotions.
Her breath hitched, but she forced herself to remain still.
She couldn't blink.
She couldn't look away.
All she could do was stare at Cedric's face, completely entranced.
