Capítulo 180: Private Conversation

"Never better," he said.

"Good," she beamed at him before turning away.

Davien curled his palms into fists; it was either that or he would reach for Bel. He had been doing his best to hold back, especially after her outburst, and now she was clinging to him. He wanted... He shook his head before completing the thought and focused on where they were headed.

They reached the garden in no time, but Bel didn't let go of him or run towards the flowers like she had the last time. She just hung onto his arm, which he bent to accommodate her. Davien found himself enjoying it a little too much.

"It smells really nice here," she said.

"Yeah," he replied, though he wasn't talking about the flowers.

"How long did it take to grow them? They look so good."