Selma Payne's POV:
Now it was Aldrich's turn to face me, who was trying to escape.
"Don't do that! You need fresh air!"
He tried to pull me out of the blanket, but I tried my best to stay away from him and retreated to the other side of the bed.
"Let's just talk like this for now!" I said gloomily. " I can't face you now. Please, don't force me!"
Aldrich softened his attitude and tried to get me to leave the fort made of blankets.
"Fine, you can do whatever you want. It's fine if you don't want to look at me, but please free yourself from the bed, okay?" He gently patted the edge of the bed. "We can talk with our backs to each other. You have your back to me, and I have my back to you. Can you do this?"
"Really? You can't peek."
"I swear to the Moon Goddess that if I peeked, I'd ask her to take my eyes away. I'll turn around first; then you can come out, okay? 3,2,1, I've already turned around."
