Eunid guided Nora to a quieter corner of the ballroom, away from the crowds and the scrutinizing eyes. As the music and chatter continued around them, Eunid noticed something off. Nora was fidgeting, nervously playing with her fingers and smoothing her dress repeatedly. Her unease was apparent, and Eunid's brow furrowed as he leaned in slightly.
"Is everything okay?" he asked gently.
She nodded, but her eyes didn't meet his. The avoidance spoke louder than her words. Eunid knew there was more she wasn't saying, and with a soft sigh, he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"You know you can ask anything of me, right?" he said quietly. "After all, you saved my life. You deserve anything I can give you."
At this, Nora slowly lifted her head, her eyes finally meeting his with a hesitant gaze. She bit her lip as if contemplating whether to speak, but then the words tumbled out, unplanned and raw.
"Am I a burden?"
