Harriet pulled her hand out of Cedric’s grasp and asked,
“Why… why would you say something like that?”
“You don’t smile at me,” he replied.
“I have no idea what you even mean. So why—!”
She didn’t know what words were supposed to follow that “why.”
What was she meant to say?
Why are you saying something that makes my heart flutter?
Do you… have feelings for me?
Or are you testing me?
Playing with me?
Cedric simply looked at her with an unreadable expression.
In the end, Harriet let out a faint laugh and tried to brush it off.
“It’s strange, you know. Saying something like that between two people who aren’t… anything.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed how unbearably quiet the inside of the carriage felt.
Cedric neither smiled nor looked angry. His gaze lowered as he slowly opened and closed the hand that…
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