"Just as I had asked you before, if you had the desire to pay any price to continue living, then I would take you up the mountain to take a risk, to fight. So, put aside the idea of repaying me. Let me ask you again…"
Before Fisher could finish his words, he suddenly felt Valentina gently rest her head on his shoulder. Her white hair, scented and warm, interrupted Fisher. He turned his head unconsciously, just starting to turn, not yet having a clear view of her expression at that moment when soft-scented lips pressed against his,
In response to Fisher's abruptly silenced voice, was her inexperienced kiss.
At that moment, she closed her eyes, fluttering eyelashes like butterfly wings proved her panic, but she continued to kiss Fisher firmly, making his pupils constrict momentarily, feeling her warm soul drawing closer. He couldn't help but close his eyes and turn his head to respond to her.
