(From Demetrius's Perspective)
"So, according to your theory, the wolf you saved seven years ago was Evelyn and the person who took her from there was me?"
"Yes," she said. "And for some reason, perhaps because it was a bit cold, you wrapped me in the blanket. Well, that's not the point, even though it's cute. So I think that was the first time you saw me."
"..."
"Say something."
"Did you figure it by yourself?"
"I learned about things from Luc and you, and then I guessed the rest."
"Why are you so smart?"
"What?"
"Marry me."
"I am your wife. What's wrong with you?"
For a moment, perhaps I had lost the sense of thinking. How could she think of all that by herself? Even thought it was just an assumption, how could it all be true?
"So based on your reaction, I guess I'm right, right?" she said.
"... I wanted to tell you later," I muttered.
"Are you upset that I found out?"
