....Her gaze slowly turned from confusion to horror.
"....."
As Nadya's mother trembled, staring at me, a weird sense of anxiety creeped within me.
I don't know how to explain it, but I feel like I have wronged Nadya somehow or in someway.
"Y-you are—?"
"Whoever you are thinking about," I firmly said, staring into her trembling eyes. "I am not him."
I could feel Nadya's gaze boring into me, but I tried my best to ignore her.
Her mother—
What was her name again?
[Raima.]
'...Right, thanks.'
She kept on staring at me, her expression changing from fear to distress before settling on confusion.
"T-those e-eyes," she whispered weakly, trying to hide her fear.
'My eyes?'
I wondered, placing my finger just below my eyes.
"Mother."
Elysia whispered, shaking her vigorously to snap her out of her trance.
"H-huh?"
