Chapter 77: My secret spot

He was holding my arm, but I was simply staring at it. Is there anything else I can do for him? I didn't look at him since I didn't want him to feel sorry for me, just because he showed me those feelings. Another possibility is that he was already aware of my presence in his office. Maybe they were actually mocking me —-because I'm a fool. I believed in the things he made me feel— that he is interested. Perhaps he sensed I desired it too badly. I lifted my hand to remove his hand because I am getting burned by each of his touches.

His grasp on me was still firm at first, but it gradually eased. I merely put up with the ache even though it was possible that I might never be able to love again. When I closed the door, I didn't say anything and instead kept going. But before I could pass the employees' cubicle, he called at me, which caused me to ground to a standstill.

"Aria, talk to me." I could detect a mournful tone in his voice, but I disregarded it since I knew it was just another