There was absolute silence as if someone had suddenly turned off the sound in the dining hall. It was as if even the air had stopped at that moment. And in that suffocating silence, quiet sobs could be heard that sounded so helpless and lonely, like a delicate spring flower that was unprotected before winter.
Amaria bowed her head, and there was an unknown expression on her face. Her delicate blond hair was a bit of a mess, but even so, it looked beautiful, like rays of sunshine.
Adam's gaze reflected concern and a sense of sadness as his firm hands rested on Amaria's shoulder, causing her to wince and slowly raise her head, showing the world her beauty. A little surprise—that's what Adam felt as his thoughts moved chaotically, trying to make sense of the situation.
Glistening green eyes that were brighter and more beautiful than emeralds Moistened by tears, they looked ten times more enchanting, and the helpless and sad look acted like the strongest poison to an untrained heart.
