Chapter 96: A Touch of Comfort
Music Recommendation: Forever alone- Jurrivh
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Without carrying a lit candle, Anastasia walked through the corridors, following three steps behind Dante in silence. She stared at his broad back, noting he hadn’t worn a coat to protect himself from the cold night.
Once they reached a seemingly familiar room and walked towards the balcony, she realised she had come here the first time they had spoken to each other. It was the garden balcony, with reddish-pink flowers and creepers that curled around the pillars and the railing. The place looked as beautiful as when she had first seen it.
Dante walked towards the railing of the balcony, his strides long and languid, before he came to stand in front of it, and Anastasia, who was still wary about his mood, saw him look at her over his shoulder and remark,
"You can step forward. I won’t bite."
But he could bite if he wanted to, Anastasia said to herself, because he had done it before.
Anastasia bit the inside of her cheek before cautiously taking a few steps forward to stand in front of the railing, maintaining a distance between them. She noticed the moon missing from the starry sky, while the gentle breeze swayed her untied hair, which she had forgotten to secure once her feet had left her bed.
Dante leaned forward to rest his forearms on the railing as they watched the sea and the sky together.
"Do you come here often?" Anastasia asked, and at the same time, Dante said,
"You have been avoiding me."