C1095 Succeeding to Get Away

Kieran was a man of his word. As soon as he finished speaking, he broke the microcosm of respect and openly held my hand, as if he was afraid that the crowd would not notice. I blushed and could not speak.

It wasn't embarrassing, but with so many people staring at his back, he couldn't help but feel strange. It was a night market, after all.

He had to find a way to get rid of these "tails