Chapter 230: Dreaming White

I sat down, settling my open palms against the softness and the dewiness of the grass, allowing the nippy breeze to reinvigorate my spirit -  trying in vain to veer away my eyes from staring too much.

To no avail, like the Fey, I guess being a creepy creep was encoded in my DNA, cause Ria was all I allowed myself to see. 

Soon, I'll be meeting with you again, talking to you again. What you'll say, what I'll say… guess we'll soon find out, won't we?

Come to think of it, it's been quite long since I felt your warmth. Before, I didn't even have to be within a meter to know you're like a portable radiator… now I'm barely even five centimeters from you, and I'm shoving my hands into my pockets, shivering… realizing…

You're cold, Ria. 

More than I ever could know.

Okay, alright, I think I've expired my waiting time, just where the hell is this -?

"Sera?"