Chapter 82

"—and then I kissed Ananke."

"My life is a disaster."

"We decided to keep contact via fibers."

"Why am I like this?"

"It could have been worse."

"I mean, why didn't he just tell me?" Nova finally turned away from the window, her voice going higher at the last bit, grabbing Cheron's attention who was also gazing out the window for past hour. For the initial minutes into the ride, neither of them had said any audible words while their brains were rumbling with different contexts, eyes staring at dark clouds outside. But later on their own separate stories started to spill out and bounce off each other's skin without actually being absorbed.

"What are you talking about?" Cheron asked, realising the reality of their two sided conversation, which was non existent.

"What are you talking about?" Nova asked back, confused.

"I was talking about kissing Ananke, that I did. Were you not listening to me?"