"Just who did you offended that you are being chased now?" Roel heaved after running a lot together with Gracie.
They both were holding each other hand unintentionally after running for a long distance together and now they were hiding in a small alley.
Gracie averted her gaze in guilt and pursed her lips before dragging out another lie, "They are the people of that man who want to have me. If you won't save me, I will be eaten. Sigh… being pretty is a sin!". She gave a dramatic look as she said and glanced at him to see whether he has believed her.
But his dumbfounded look was enough for her to understand what he meant.
"Are you beautiful?" he straightforwardly asked while tilting his head.
Gracie bit her handkerchief as her glare landed at him, "You don't have to say it like that. You big meanie, tsk!".
She frowned and harrumphed.
