บท 249: Chapter (Two Hundred) Forty Eight: pink sofa

His weight settled beside her on the bed. His finger touched her face, wiping away a tear drop trickling down her cheek. His eyes are on hers, his chest heaving in time with her breaths.

" Are you sure?" He asked. His gaze was so intense, she wondered if she'd made the right choice. Having him this close…

Navaya was more than capable of protecting herself, barely shaken by traumatic events. But at that very moment, she couldn't recognize the scared girl she had become.

She nodded.

" I'm sorry that happened to you." Johnny said.