Next Level

Elena wiped her lips with a handkerchief after finishing a small glass of chocolate ice cream that Romaria had given her. 

"Thank you, Romaria," said Elena softly. 

"If you still want vanilla ice cream I'll..."

"No need, that's enough. Besides, I don't eat much," said Elena gently.

Romaria, who was sitting in front of Elena, immediately grabbed Elena's hand and squeezed it tightly. "Are you really all right, Miss?"

"Of course, what's the matter? Didn't you see for yourself that I was fine, huh?"

Romaria, who couldn't stand it then hugged Elena tightly. "You are too kind to accept all this injustice, Miss."

Elena closed her eyes, trying not to cry. Elena didn't want to make Romaria any more sad. 

"Romaria, I can't breathe," whispered Elena lying, asking Romaria to let go of her arm. 

As Elena expected, immediately Romaria let go of her embrace from Elena. Her face looked panicked and it made Elena laugh out loud.