(S2) Chapter 75: Dancer

Hessuel was sleeping in his room when I came back, silently watching him nap. I draw my finger on the bridge of his nose to the tip. He's like a pale cabbage sound asleep. Only a few days have passed since I reunited with him, but now that leaked news is trying to withdraw the happiness I have. My hands automatically caress my baby bump. I lost one already and I can't afford to lose two this time.

But what can I do against the goddess? Unless I become an Eldar like Haiban. It has only just begun, I won't let anything postpone my dream again. That's how I'll fix myself for the good of this relationship.

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My delusion tricked me, I thought I'd been cuddling Hessuel's squishy arm but it was just a pillow and the blanket is covering me again. Hessuel is gone—the same scenario this morning. What's different this time is the suffocating burnt food that woke me up! I flip the blanket away and run down the stairs! I almost stumbled for the nth time! In the kitchen doorway, my mouth was