Story 47. The Person I Love (3)
Chapter 80
I felt the man's lips on mine. When I offered my tongue, he accepted it graciously. Who could this be? Who was this?
"…"
I breathed in deeply, and suddenly, I flinched at the familiar scent. It was so faint that I didn't notice it before. I was still blindfolded, but my eyes widened nonetheless. The sweet seductive scent…
It was him. The only person in Minurd who didn't know what a sl*t I was.
The purest and most innocent person I knew.
"… Prince… Camille?"
"…"
The boy burst into tears. It seemed like he was trying to control himself, but he couldn't. He couldn't say anything. All he did was sob as he undid my blindfold.
I saw his beautiful face. It has been such a long time, and his face looked sad now. I didn't know what he thought of me now. I tried to smile because if I cried too, then he would feel even worse.