Chapter 113 Loved One Hundred And Thirteen

• Ophelia began to take slow, calculated steps as soon as she walked out of the room. Thoughts ran through her mind of what had happened; there was no need for him to kiss her when she was just giving him updates about her life, but here he was sucking down on her lips.
• "Why did I run away?" she murmured to herself as she approached her door. "How long more should I bear this emotion?" she added as she stopped at her door. Her hand was on the handle of the door as she held on to it tightly. She dropped her hand to her side, turned around, and began walking back to the room.
• She pushed his door open to see him still sitting where he had been squatting earlier. "What are you doing here?" he asked, and she walked to him.