Scarlett
“You looked cute and very nerdy with them on, but without the glasses, you look like a very different person — more tough and handsome too. But hey, I still prefer your cute side,” I told him, keeping my tone light.
Viktor laughed softly, the sound surprisingly warm despite how awkward the moment felt.
“Remember my glasses broke last night?” he said.
“Oh yes! Shoot! Totally forgot about that. So sorry.”
“Nah, it’s not your fault,” he shook his head.
I leaned in a little closer, squinting at his face. “Hmm, so I see a red mark on your face,” I whispered.
“Oh… it’s that slap,” he whispered back, rubbing the spot gently.
I sighed softly, guilt twisting in my stomach again. “I am so sorry,” I said.
He bit his bottom lip, looking shy even without the glasses. “Make it up to me
