Chapitre 244: [Epilogue] 1.3

[Emery's POV]

[Epilogue] 1.3

"I-I-I-I . . ." I fumbled my fingers and bit my lips to hold back a sob. I controlled my expression to look composed even though my inner self was in turmoil.

"I-I-I . . . d-d-do not . . . *cough . . ."

Rotten milk.

I could only hope he took my stuttering as me being cold, which I doubt it based on his amused face.

"I do not fove you anymore."

". . ."

Rotten milk!

Even my tongue did not want to say those words.

"Right . . . ," Lance said, amused as he shook his head before he flicked his focus back on his assignments.

Rotten milk!

He did not take me seriously!

I could not entirely blame him. Even I would not believe myself.

No problem. I already prepared for this!

"L-L-Lance, I-I'm serious . . .  I-I do not ruv you anymore."

He chuckled.  "Keep it up, honey . . . I'm listening."