"Thank you." Larissa's voice finally stopped sounding like a torn piece of paper, but it was still hoarse and ugly.

"... You're welcome." Kevan gazed at the now empty glass and removed his arm from her back. "I'll pour more water."

Larissa clearly hated any physical contact with him. She clearly froze up because of his arm around her earlier. But when he removed his arm, her heart felt somewhat empty.

She looked down, putting away all emotions she should not be having, and she muttered, "No n