I'm a Great Driver

Eulalia let out a soft "Mm" and said, "Why don't you hold her?"

Victor tensed up again, unsure how to handle the situation.

In the end, Eulalia gently placed Misty in his arms. He held her stiffly, like a newborn baby, every movement careful and tentative, afraid of hurting the little creature.

Eulalia couldn't help but laugh at his wooden posture. "You won't hurt her. Try petting her back - Misty used to love being stroked. And scratch under her chin too."

Victor began earnestly grooming the cat in his arms, scratching her neck with such concentration that he started to sweat.

At first, Misty was a bit nervous too, but once she realized Victor meant no harm, she relaxed.

Eulalia reached out to stroke Misty's head, her fingertips brushing over the cat's damaged ear. Her heart clenched with a sudden pang.

Victor noticed her change in mood. He had so many questions he wanted to ask, like where the cat came from and how she got those burn scars. But he chose not to pry, knowing these wer