For the same reason, he was all in smiles right now; she couldn't help but heave a sigh.
Nathalie tried to tug the jacket, now comfortable, while such a branded jacket perched on her svelte shoulders. "W—Well, what about you?"
"I'm stronger than you think." He shrugged as though the eco-bags he carried were never a problem to him.
"Whatever you say."
Even with their slinked arms back on track, she reached for his hand. Once touched, their fingers intertwined, no gaps left found in between. Both noticed the surge of warmth from their clasped hands.
They looked at each other in the eyes, and the two laughed like there was no tomorrow. Even with their guise, there was no hint of malice found.
"This is passable. We're almost there." She pointed with the wrapped manuscript in her other hand.
