Chapter 41 His Scent

"But the distance between her and him was too close! So close that she only had to look up to see herself reflected in his eyes. Her shadow was so clear within the deep, flowing ink of his gaze...

She only glanced for a moment before dropping her eyelids, but the brief glimpse of his eyebrows and eyes lingered before her, impossibly handsome.

Her thoughts were a bit chaotic. She wanted to take a deep breath to relax, but she dared not, all because his breath was too close to her own.

Perhaps it was because he was a doctor that he always carried a clean and refreshing scent about him, indescribable—it wasn't a fragrance nor the smell of shower gel or laundry detergent. Even when close, it was subtle, and she was particularly sensitive to this scent because she had once slept surrounded by it for a long time; it was a deep, unforgettable scent that seeped into her heart and spleen.