thump thump
The moment I heard those words from the professor—no, wasn't he a Marquess?—it felt as if my heart, which was already creasing, couldn't stop beating.
I just hoped that the thing—no, the embarrassing thing—that I did a few hours ago would be buried after our meeting.
Especially when he would act cold towards me, since I knew that I would lose.
I wished that he would act repulsive and cold, not allowing me to move forward.
But right now, this situation was definitely heading towards the inevitable, where I knew I had already lost even before this battle started.
I don't know if I've fallen for him, but my mind is filled with his memories, with a body craving his touch, while my heart wants to be in his embrace forever.
