ASTRID'S breath hitched as Wulfric's straightforward confession hung in the air, casting a soft glow over the room. A kaleidoscope of emotions washed over him, swirling in gentle waves of uncertainty. Wulfric's words seeped into the depths of his being, igniting a spark of awareness that had remained dormant until just recently. No, saying that it was totally dormant was not completely correct. It's more accurate to say that it was semi-awakened.
Astrid's mind raced, replaying memories they shared together since they met, searching for clues to decipher the troubles of his own heart. In the midst of this emotional whirlwind, he couldn't deny the unique bond he shared with Wulfric, but the elusive definition of "love" was still just beyond his grasp, making him unsure of what to do at the moment.
