(Karsten)
I wasn't at all pleased with the decision to take Arata back to her apartment. She was safe at my place, but what choice did I have?
How would she possibly explain why she was living at her boss's place instead of her own.
The prospect had not only dampened my mood, it had made me sad…
SAD?
That was the word I never had to use.
But now, seeing her reaction, I understood she wasn't enjoying her return either.
"Having second thoughts?"
I grabbed her sullen face and selfishly said.
"Let's go back."
She sadly snorted at my words. I could see in her eyes that she wanted to.
"I wish, but you know I can't. At least not until my family returns."
She was correct, but how was I going to pass so many days without her addictive presence?
"Hungry? I am craving soup. Do you want some?" She asked, turning away and leaving my hold. She was heading towards the kitchen.
The soup was healthy, I would never say no to that.
