章 114: TIGHT-LIPPED

[OUCH…]

Neoma was busy choosing what art to ask the barista to put on her latte when she felt a pang in her head.

[What's this? A headache?]

"Are you okay, Neoma?" her mother asked worriedly when she saw Neoma clutch her head. "Are you feeling under the weather?"

"I'm not sure, Eomma," Neoma said. Then, this time, she clutched her chest when she suddenly found it hard to breathe. "I suddenly feel stuffy…"

To be precise, she felt like she was being strangled.

But she didn't want her mother to worry even more, so she just gave her mother the simplest explanation she could.

Plus…

[Why do I keep thinking about Nero? Did something bad happen to him?]

Her mother immediately wrapped an arm around her. "Let's step out for a moment and breathe some fresh air."

Neoma nodded, then she followed her mother's lead quietly.