She extended her hands, pushing against his shoulders, her head shaking continuously, hoping he would let go.
"...So, let go of me first! If you're looking for someone, we can also help!"
The woman's words were like a dagger, stabbing viciously into the man's heart.
Ose Owen stepped back, immediately releasing his hold, his handsome face darkened to the extreme, as if even his breathing had paused.
She doesn't recognize him? She actually doesn't recognize him!?
"Why don't you remember me!?" The next second, he acted, stepping forward again, pulling her into his embrace and holding her tightly, the force so great it nearly snapped her waist.
Crossley Gibson's breathing became labored, progressively feeling as though she was suffocating. She began to struggle, entangled with him, leaving everyone completely stunned by the scene.
Wha-what is going on here!?
