"Ah, you're finally smiling."
"What?" Moulin snapped back from his thought and met the old woman's eyes.
She smirked at him with a raised eyebrow before packing his items, and Moulin lowered his gaze with a flushed face. There was a sudden vibration from his phone, and he took it out to check. His brows wrinkled when he saw another picture of his ex and his new lover on the screen.
Moulin shook his head and put his phone away. Somehow… It didn't hurt much. He left the store carrying a big paper bag, heading back to the house. Was the wolf waiting for him back home?
