#Chapter51
HER ARMS TIGHTENED AROUND HER
Emaya didn’t notice him coming and quickly wiped away the tears from her swollen face and wore the same blood-stained headband in panic, trying to school her expressions.
/"No need to wear it. I’m not a fool./" He said coldly as he walked in, the corner of his eyebrows frowned downwards.
/"It’s... Not what you think I... I’ll leave./" Emaya forced out her words with a great struggle, trying to leave.
As she was going to walk past him, his strong hands firmly grasped her arm.
/"Ash, let go./" Emaya sighed, trying to hold back her whimpers.
/"You’re crying?/" he asked, Emaya struggled but his grip tightened even more. He clenched his jaw, his solemn, dark eyes glaring into hers.
/"Ash.../"
/"Stay still!/" his dark eyes were raging with fire.
Emaya was panicking inside but stayed still, letting him do what she never let anyone do.