C46 Accepting It Reluctantly
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE. Accepting it reluctantly
Progenitor... Mermaid... Child...
The sky-blue curtain was gently blown by the wind as it brushed past the translucent windows. The sky outside was clear and blue, making it seem extremely clean.
The youth lazily sat on a rattan chair on the balcony, a thick black leather book in his hands.