Day Seventy-Eight…
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[ At Country F… ]
"I hope you mean it." Axel finally decided to express his feelings for her.
"You are behaving oddly today. What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Chantha moved closer to him, pressing the back of her palm on his forehead to check her temperature. He was definitely fine. His temperature was normal, no fever.
Axel sighed helplessly, seizing her wrist. Then he grabbed her shoulder. "I will just tell you this once so listen carefully…"
"Okay. I'll hear you out. What is this all about?" Chantha stared at him with intrigue.
Axel took a deep breath, calming his nerves. This was the first time he would confess.
"I know… we always argue. We fight almost every day… with our childish bickering. You hate me and I annoyed you. But I want you to know that I truly care about you."
Chantha just blinked her eyes, listening to him attentively.
