Chapter 190

After a flashy, mystical-looking ritual, Miranda let out a thoughtful hum. "Mr. Reid, as for your romantic fate, I'll leave you with this. 'What seems far away may be right before your eyes. Cherish the one in front of you.'" The one in front of him? Dominic had plenty of people in front of him. It was typical vague fortune-teller talk. Vespera smirked to herself until she realized Dominic was looking straight at her. His eyes were dark and intense, deeper than they had any right to be. A chill ran down her spine. "Wait, why's he looking at me like that?" Vespera thought. "What does 'in front of me' even mean? I don't get it. Do you?" Dominic leaned in a little closer, his eyebrows were drawn in confusion, those soft, flirtatious eyes practically fanning at her. Vespera felt like her heart was about to give out. Their reflections lingered in each other's pupils. Her breathing quickened, and her face burned like a pot of boiling water. Next to them, Yasmine felt the sugar overl