Chapter 45

"I brushed my teeth last night."

Holly jostled him lightly with her shoulder and said cutely, "Brush your teeth, please?"

Bryce gripped her shoulder with a smile. "You're a bit different compared to before."

"How so?"

"You've learned how to act cutely now, and you've become a bit more talkative."

Holly laughed. "Don't all men like women who act cutely?"

Bryce smiled. "That's true."

He let her go and entered the bathroom, Holly after him. His right hand was injured, which made it difficult for him to squeeze toothpaste on his toothbrush, so Holly did it for him.

Bryce picked up his toothbrush with his left hand and started brushing.

Maybe humans tended to be more emotional at night, but Holly started feeling a bit sad when she remembered that she wouldn't have many more days left with him.

Unable to control herself, she looped her arms around his waist from behind and burrowed her head into the expanse of his back.

She said nothing, but she couldn't bear to part with him