“It was...my mother was the one who put it there.”

Surprise flashed across Kiara’s face as her hand fell to her side. She stepped back, issuing to him the space she had taken. “Y-Your mother? How...?”

“It’s nothing...” Zique erased the step she took away from him. “Why did you move? Why did you stop?”

“I thought that...I-I’m sorry.”

“You ask if it was painful and when I told you that it was, you just step away without trying to make it better?”

“B-But it’s already healed.” His proximity was messing with Kiara’s head, he kept nearing closer and closer. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Physically yes...but mentally, it’s still a bleeding wound. Why don’t you kiss it better?”

Kiara’s eyes widened, even more so when he leant down to her height. The blush on her cheek darkened to red and her heart started to beat so hard against her chest. She was just thinking about their previous kiss and now this...

Goddess she was so flustered and confused. She wanted to do it, but she wasn’t sure if she sh