Cordelia had mixed feelings. Her hands gripped the blanket tighter.
She had been seriously considering her relationship with Zephyr during this time and recalled what the old female fortune teller they had met outside the hotel said—“He’s your husband within three meters but not anymore outside of that.”
She suddenly felt choked. That old woman had said that they would separate sooner or later…
She glanced at Zephyr and saw the red string that was still tied around his wrist with the dim light. She had laughed at him for believing that back then, but he was not someone like that.
He had chosen to believe it because he was too scared of losing her.
Cordelia took a deep breath. She was the same. She was scared of not having him and losing him in her life.
If life must separate them in those few meters, then she would fight with her all to walk into that damned distance!
She slowly popped her head out of her duvet and said, as soft as the night, “Zephyr.”
Zephyr jolted and perked his ears to listen but dared not turn around, so he kept the stiff position.
“I’ll… most probably move to Centrolis in a few days.”
“What?”
Cordelia chortled. “Your ears aren’t functioning anymore?”
Zephyr pinched himself to make sure that he was not dreaming and abruptly got up and stared at her.
“Really?”
“Mm…” She hummed in a low tone. “Carter’s going to university, and mom wants to live somewhere different, so we’ve decided to move to Centrolis.”
He immediately wanted to say that he would take care of everything, but it was as if Cordelia had seen through him and said first, “Leave this alone. I’ve found us somewhere to live and sent a few resumes out. Some companies should be asking me to attend interviews soon.”
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