He takes it, and for one second, his fingers brush mine. It’s nothing. An accident. But to me, it feels like a match striking against a rough surface.
And then I hear it. The muffled laughter from downstairs. His laughter. hayley davies pov
The Other Side of the Glass POV: Hayley Davies (First-Person, Present Tense) He takes it, and for one second, his fingers brush mine
