When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 98

And of course, he noticed it. After all, this was his auction win. “Stargaze?” he asked.

Henrietta froze for a second before nodding. "Yes."

She expected him to ask why she had it, but he said nothing, leaving her to fill the silence.

"I was thinking… the gift was too valuable," she began awkwardly. "Since we were meeting today, I thought I would… return it to you in person…"

She trailed off, feeling that any explanation she gave would sound wrong. Why had she brought it with her at all? The situation felt incredibly awkward, and she worried he would misunderstand.

Yosef, however, seemed to grasp her meaning perfectly. "You don't have to return it now," he said, his lips twitching slightly.

A faint blush crept up Henrietta's cheeks. She nodded. "Right."

Her fair skin made the pink hue stand out, like a peach blossom in spring, utterly captivating. Yosef's gaze lingered on her face for a moment longer before he changed the subject. "So, do you want to continue your nap?"

She considered it. "Okay. Then… you can get back to your work."

"Alright." Yosef released her hand and went back to scrolling through his tablet.

Henrietta breathed a small sigh of relief. She put her phone in her purse, zipped it up, and closed her eyes again. She realized she wasn't used to holding hands anymore. When did that start? Was it the moment she overheard Matteo and Artina, the moment she knew she'd been betrayed? Or had she never really been comfortable with it?

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