Kai added after a beat, "And you've grown colder now, huh?"
Lira didn't hesitate. "I'm not."
Kai raised a brow, a hint of amusement returning to his voice. "Oh really? Then what about the—"
"Just shut up, Kai," Lira cut in quickly, her eyes narrowing.
But before he could even react, she added, quieter this time, almost like an afterthought, "I already told you I'm sorry."
That stopped him.
His lips parted slightly, but no words came out. He simply stared at her for a second… and then looked away, jaw tightening.
'The fuck's wrong with me…' he cursed inwardly, fingers curling slightly around his cup.
He exhaled and finally, spoke, quieter now. "Yeah. I'm sorry too. For yelling like that."
Lira didn't respond right away. She just gave a small nod, her gaze fixed on her cup, as if her tea suddenly became the most fascinating thing in the world.
Then after finishing their tea in silence, the two stood in sync, as if neither wanted to be the first to break the moment.
