Chapitre 175: ---

¬ HILN 

I was fine. I really was fine. I mean… I would be. But going through this cycle again and again was exhausting. 

And why was Fashire even disturbing me about… how did I even Forget? He was uncomfortable with this. That much was obvious, but it was frustrating having to ignore the other half of him that cared… or the overwhelming part of him that tried not to. 

I just wanted to rest. 

But why did he have to say he wouldn't ask anymore?

That was infuriating and it did not make me feel better if that was truly what he was aiming for. 

The question he asked was so similar to what Saffire had asked. I didn't understand. What was so strange about… 

I became fatigued. I was tired of thinking. Would I feel better if I slept again and woke up later? 

Wait… 

"You said you wanted to suggest something?" I shifted and turned around on the bed to face him. 

But he was already seated and looking at the bag near me.