237 I Don't Want To Meet Him

Duke Kleo's gaze trembled as if stunned by a slap on the cheek as well as a punch in the stomach. But there was relief running through his body. Nodding, he didn't protest at all to Lyra, because he knew it would only make things worse. "I accept your terms," ​​he whispered. "Hopefully our relationship will get better one day. I'm going home first."

His hand was hanging in the air, he wanted to pat Lyra on the shoulder. But he didn't want to because maybe she didn't want to be touched at all.

He also did not promise to be able to reveal his painful secrets in the past, about his mother, about a very tragic death, and also about the kidnapping that befell him. He would hold it tight, not wanting to tell anyone. Yes, to anyone.

As he stepped away, all the soldiers including Stefanus followed him. Challenging the sunset was like walking towards the light and avoiding the darkness, but in the end, they would still lose.