C52 Dearest of desires

Han Shou's POV

She stood in front of me, facing my dad. I could feel my heart pounding and my hands covered with sweat.

After that day, it was almost non-existent for me to even look into her eyes. I was ashamed to even stand in front of her, as the guilt was fuming in my heart.

Somewhere I had done wrong with her, and the realization wasn't letting me live comfortably