The environment was very comfortable but Ranita didn't feel relaxed; instead, she stared blankly at his broad back.
"Dong!"
Suddenly, Ranita bumped into Brendon's back.
"I'm sorry!" She realized what happened and apologized awkwardly.
"Walk properly."
Brendon towered above, gazing down at her, with a faint light highlighting his fine eyebrows, giving him a serene and lovely appearance. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, and his voice was lower than before as he said, "Give me your hand."
Ranita looked up at him in surprise, "Are you going to hold my hand?"
"You're walking absentmindedly, I'm afraid you'll fall down." He found an excuse while gently pinching one of her fingers which hesitated before being caught by him anyway.
"Let's go!" Brendon held her fingers, his fingers long and warm. They warmed her heart, and it became gentle and cozy. His tenderness was something she could never bear to resist.
"Alright..." Ranita followed his steps. Brendon walked more slowly than before, as if matching her pace, occasionally saying a few words. Ranita responded lightly and quietly.
Eventually, the conversation somehow circled back to her studio, and Ranita pursed her lips, her voice sounding somewhat down as she said, "Brendon, I've quit the studio."
Brendon stopped walking abruptly because he knew exactly what that meant, "You're not planning on staying in Kurima?"
Ranita pursed lips trying hard not show any emotion then forced out a faint smile asking rhetorically, "Why would you think that?"
"Will you stay in Kurima?"
Her decision to stay or leave depended on him.
But in the situation where she had to choose one, it seemed that the result of her not staying was already predetermined.
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