Gim Hall stepped forward, but she took two steps back.
Until she had retreated to one side of the wall, she was surrounded by him again.
"Vivi, why do you think I have to use you?" It’s seldom for him to face her without cynicism.
Even Vichy was somewhat absent-minded, just like when she just fell in love at the beginning, and he was always gentle.
At the end, which one was the true him?
She looked down and felt the man's breath on her forehead and her cheek.
"It doesn't matter whether you use me or not," Vichy breathed softly, even colder than what he had just said. "I'm not the one who let you take for granted anymore. Even if you want to use me now, you don't have that ability."
Her eyes were cold and she had no love for him anymore.
His heart shrank sharply. Suddenly he held he
