He had lived in this curse for over twenty years, doing many reckless things, meeting a woman he liked, and then hurting her with his own hands.
As a result, for many years afterward, as he gradually realized that he had feelings for Norris Moore, he didn't dare to face this fact.
Those things etched in his bones, like a curse, perhaps could never be freed from his entire life.
But he also wanted to give what was left of his kindness and tenderness to Norris Moore.
He liked her.
Love turned him from a monstrous beast into a relatively normal person.
*
"Tired?" He lowered his head and looked at Norris Moore, who was yawning while leaning against him.
Norris found a comfortable position in his arms, "Not really."
He reached out and pulled a blanket over to cover Norris Moore, holding her while sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed to rest.
Norris probably didn't know that this was the first time he had brought someone here in all these years.
