'…What should I do?'
As I walked through the crowd of nobles, I thought to myself, looking around.
I have no idea how I should approach Ashlyn.
I mean, everything that was built between us—every laugh we shared, every time I helped her…
They were all for a reason or just a straight-up lie.
I don't know if I've ever helped her genuinely, without expecting anything in return.
And now the girl whom I saw as nothing but a tool to use has started loving me…
…I don't know how I should react to it.
'…What have I done?'
I sighed, rubbing my temples to alleviate the throbbing headache.
Maybe it's because I sacrificed a part of my life source to save her.
I thought I owned her now.
That's why I never wanted her to know I am Noah.
… I never wanted her to love me.
[She is possessive.]
'I can see that.'
