A Move at the Edge of the Cliff “Are you hurt anywhere?”
Loic’s voice was terribly hoarse.
“I’m okay. I’m not hurt at all.”
“…That’s a relief.”
His trembling hands moved anxiously along my back, checking me over again and again.
“Thank goodness… thank goodness…”
Loic kept repeating those words quietly. His clothes carried the cold scent of the northern wind.
I wanted to see his face, but his arms were wrapped around me so tightly that he wouldn’t let go.
His large body was shaking so much that my own body moved with it.
“Were you very shocked because of me?” I asked softly.
This was the first time I had ever seen Loic so shaken.
If the situation had been reversed, I would probably have been just as terrified.
Feeling sorry, I gently patted his wide back and kept whispering that I was fine.
Only after a long…
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