Charlotte Green seemed to be awakened, slowly regaining her senses, her clear, pure eyes shimmering with helplessness. She clutched his clothes, aggrievedly saying, "When I woke up, I searched the entire house and couldn't find you."
Kevin Cliff's normally cold eyes grew warm as he held her tight, too moved and guilt-ridden to speak.
He was touched by how afraid she was of losing him, and he felt guilty that he was the reason for her fear.
It looked like the departure that morning had left not only Ethan with sequelae but also her.
"I've grown used to falling asleep to the warmth of your embrace. It was you who made me used to this, promise me, never take away this habit from me," Charlotte held him tight, as if scared that he would disappear, and asked in a low voice.
Kevin Cliff rubbed her hair, pulled her back slightly, lifted her face, and in a hoarse voice said, "Silly girl, I've also grown used to falling asleep holding you."
