A week later.
The gorgeous black-haired woman with bright red eyes and bandages covering her neck, triceps, and the area below her collarbone invited a handsome white-haired man who wore formal clothes with a white shirt and black pants into her apartment with a bright smile on her face. She was wearing a white tank top with bright red baggy trousers.
She asked him to make himself comfortable and walked to the kitchen to bring something to drink while her gaze remained fixated on the white-haired man, who was making himself comfortable on the left corner of the couch with a square pillow on his lap. He leaned back, drooped his head back, and stared at her. Though she was slightly startled by his way of looking at her, she simply shook her head and smiled brightly before walking towards him.
"Thank you." Eshwar took the mug he was offered from Katline's hand, and she sat right next to him with another mug in her hand before sipping on it with a slightly flushed face.
