Chapter 115 Reality

• Big arms crawled and encircled possessively on her small waist from the back. She could feel his warmth embracing her. The maiden studied carefully his face. She misses him deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly. Not a day goes by that she doesn’t look at his picture and smile. Or cry. Or both.
• "You're really are here..." eyes misted, Sumire looked up and flashed an affectionate smile at him. Now she could feel him against her, Sumire knew she wasn't dreaming. It is all real.
• "Mort." An orb of tears escaped from her eye, Sumire reached for his face and traces every inch of his exquisite features. She noticed his eyebrow cut in half but it looks sexy on him. ' He looks more ferocious and dangerous now.' She uttered in her mind. His aura had changed into something perilous.