"I don't want to know what you were doing on the ground next to my grandfather's foot. What I want is to see you ready for the event within half an hour," said Orig, his tone cold. Taya approached him and hugged him. The same feeling of tightening in her chest and breathlessness overtook her, a sensation Orig felt whenever their bodies touched.
"I didn't mean to ignore you, but you provoke me. Why did you agree to my challenge when you know I can't stay away from you for long? Orig, are you doing this to torture me?" she asked, sadness in her voice, recalling the suffering of her past life. A victorious smile appeared on Orig's face. He, too, couldn't bear to be away from her, and the event preparations were just an excuse to hold her in his arms.
