Chapter 444

Back then, afraid of frightening her, he would pretend nothing had happened—wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth before casually draping an arm around her shoulders.

"Why are you just standing there, huh? Come on, let's go home together."

…

That memory struck Clara like a wave. Now, as that same hand rested once again on her shoulder, the warmth of his palm seeped through the thin fabric,