Chapter TEN

I'M SORRY  YRENE'S POV I moistened my lips nervously and immediately fell to the floor, gathering the broken shards carelessly to one spot. Already my heart was in my mouth and my fingers were shaking uncontrollably. "I'm sorry! I swear I'm sorry! I… I'll buy the dish! I'll buy it back, I'm…ah!" I had been so nervous and so fidgety that I accidentally pressed my finger on a shard while trying to pick another.  It sent a sharp pulsing pain through my finger and I couldn't hold my shout of pain. My hand continued to shake from the fear of breaking the dish and I bet I looked so pathetic. I looked up at him, only to look away as he bent close to me. For the second time that day, my breath seized as he picked up my hand gently. My cheeks immediately flushed red. His hands were soft, and delicate. They looked like a potter's hands, and he held my hand in that same gentle manner. My heart seemed to stop beating and it seemed like a vibration began from somewhere in my skin. My hand felt very