Chapter 23: Blue, Old, New (6)
Liam Moore wondered why he was so satisfied. Despite priding himself on knowing everything, he couldn’t understand why his whole body tensed at the touch of a forehead on his shoulder or the sound of small breaths.
The atmosphere was stifling. Or perhaps it felt like something inside him was collapsing. It was ticklish. Probably because of her hair.
“I had a nightmare.” He couldn’t understand why a small whisper made him laugh.
A man who prided himself on knowing everything felt like an idiot at this moment. Perhaps even the damn madman Plurititas might give up on wanting his head.
The woman’s face, as she lifted her head, looked sulky, like a child whose candy had been taken away. Since he immediately laughed at her words, she probably thought he was mocking her. When she glared, Liam quickly apologized with a guilty laugh, “Sorry for laughing.”
Should he soothe her until the anger on her face dissipated? Maybe if he coaxed her gently, her anger would subside, he thought.
Of course, he was someone with many secrets. So it was natural to have at least one hidden thought. For example,
“Sorry. But your expression just now was really cute.”
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