Chapter 130: Bizarre London (1)
My gaze suddenly turned to Liam. His eyes were still on me. Always. Even now. Unchanging.
Looking at him, I suddenly wanted to ask:
‘Could I leave you behind?’
Ah, I couldn’t do it. Just thinking about Liam being left alone made my chest burn as if on fire.
How fickle human emotions are. Those ash-grey eyes that once terrified me now only bring joy. It seemed impossible for those eyes not to hold me; it was such a natural sight.
Perhaps this is what the Black King truly wanted. If I end up truly loving Liam, I will never be able to run away.
The Black King already knows. That I’m not someone who could throw Liam away as bait and escape alone. Maybe this fate was decided from the moment I embraced Liam in that cave?
‘When did we start being played?’
Is this also ultimately God’s arrangement?