I snort for the third time, try to get up but fail, so Silvain takes my arm and helps me. I stay closer to him who continues crouching.

"You wish..." I smile, he cleans my eyes with his fingers, I remain still as he touches my face. If you didn't have such a dark soul... and if you weren't such an unbearable man... who knows?

“You, you know, Ary.”

"Maybe you're right," I smile, touching his stubble, tickling my fingertips. "Oh no Aryanna, don't you dare say it." I got so lost that I came to fee