Chapter seventy eight: Logic over Love

The simple question turned to a thorn in her flesh. A lump stuck in her throat, seeming like time itself stopped. She couldn’t voice out the answer tugging her chest.

Was this question a test?

Did he know what he had done?

Why would he ask her such? Especially at a time like this.

The fact that she actually trusted him made it all annoying. Blindly following love is a crime. No matter what others said, it is.

What’s she? The goddess of endurance? Did she learn the art of endurance in China?

Her eyes remained emotionless, there was no point replying, either answer would pose a fool of her.

Nicklaus seemed to catch on her hesitation and didn’t press further. He locked her hands and headed straight for the bathroom. Arya stared down at her cold feet, the sides colored red from the pressure of the heels.

She couldn’t help but admire the back view of the man she’s trying hard to hate. He entered the cubicle, tested and regulated the water temperature then left it running.

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