She met Cerillo's eyes in a brief moment.
There was a hint of teasing in his gaze, "It seems, he's still got a thing for you."
The distance between the man was a bit too close. It seemed somewhat ambiguous, out in the open public.
Julissa's face slightly heated up as she calmly said, "Who cares, I don't feel anything for him anyway."
The whisper was so quiet, only the two of them could hear it.
"Is that so?"
Cerillo seemed to imply something. Julissa didn't know why, but she felt a bit insecure under his intent gaze. She had not done anything to wrong him, and even less had feelings for Garvit. But his intense gaze made her feel a little guilty nonetheless.
Cerillo murmured softly, "Then, do you want to show it?"
His tone was light, yet his dark eyes clearly held a trace of anticipation. Julissa averted her gaze, her cheeks blushing.
She asked nonchalantly, "How should I react?"
