HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS
(THE FRAIL HEART)
The wind passed inside the room, making the curtains wave and swing around the room. The trees shake and each petal falls like it's autumn. The moonlight shines even brighter inside the room, creating a clear vision inside the dark room.
Alda continued looking at Yerre's features while stroking her hair, which made an uncomfortable sensation for Yerre. She whined and wanted to turn back, but Alda wouldn't allow her to do so.
Alda held her shoulder tight and made her stay in her position, making Yerre feel even more uncomfortable. Yerre wriggled in her place to break free from a hold grip on her shoulder.
She was still unaware. Inside her mind, she still thinks that she's dreaming, but when the grip becomes tighter. She figured this was not a dream anymore. So she opened her eyes in haste and pushed away whoever was holding her shoulder.
