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Chapter 45
Lancelot’s POV
Isaiya is a small town located almost at the edge of the continent, which means, there weren’t a lot of people around and it gets particularly spookily quiet at night up until a point where you ponder whether there are people around you or not when you left the mansion. On that note, that quietness went up a few notches after what Asher said.
I almost couldn’t believe my ears after he said that.
“…What…” My lips trembled. The hammering in my chest couldn’t get any louder. And at that moment, I feel faint from the rushing of blood in my veins.
Asher loves me?
Like, really now?
Asher didn’t give me an answer. Instead, he stared at me dead in the eye, as if looking for something in me.
“…As I thought, I still love you even after that confession.”
“Wh- Hold on a second!” I instinctively covered his mouth with both hands, my cheeks
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