C1513 It Was Just a Coincidence

The man's voice was soft and magnetic, and every word that drifted into her warm and gentle ear made her feel as if she had just entered a dream. Layers of light and shadow flashed before her eyes absentmindedly, causing her hand that held the handle of the car to suddenly tighten.

Her knuckles were already turning white, but even if she wanted to clear away the layers of confusion