Chapter 43: First time on the stage
Silas’s POV
"Yes, everything is going to be fine. No need to be nervous." Even though I kept repeating this to myself, my legs were trembling, and I started to sweat because I was hella nervous.
"Silas, there’s something on your neck."
"Where?" I started touching my neck, trying to feel whatever was there.
"Your shirt’s thread has come loose... Come here, let me cut it."
I moved closer to Lysander, and with his teeth, he bit off the thread. Then, he looked at me with a smile. I smiled back, but my smile felt weird because I didn’t really want to smile.
"Do you have water? I’m kinda thirsty... probably because I’m nervous."
Lysander handed me a mini water bottle, and I drank the whole thing in one go. After finishing, I glanced at Lysander, who was staring at me with wide eyes.
"What happened? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Nothing... you sure were thirsty."
I drank the whole bottle—was that why he was saying that?