Abel smiled and stepped forward, placing his foot between hers.
Originally, she stood two steps above, able to look down on him. With Abel's stride, he stood on the same step as her, suddenly gaining a height advantage.
Seeing the man suddenly close in, Betty instinctively stepped back, bumping her ankle against the step. Wearing sharp high heels, she was already unstable, and with this step back, she lost her balance and fell backward uncontrollably.
"Ah!"
Betty exclaimed, reaching out to grab something,
Abel promptly extended his arm, encircling her waist and pulling her upright. Her hands touched his arm, and Betty instinctively tightened her fingers.
With one hand on the railing and the other holding Betty tightly, Abel looked down at the still shaken Betty.
"So eager to throw yourself into my arms already, perhaps five days is too long, Princess!"
Betty lifted her face, seeing the man's handsome face so close that if he leaned in slightly, he could kiss her.
