41 Just a talk

When it is between him and her, this feels kind of uneasy because she is not sure what she is going to say if he will ask something that might confuse him more. Their eyes met but she directly looked away.

"Sit."

Luna did what he asked and sat a meter away from him, maintaining a distance because she knows it is still dangerous to assume that he might have known something. Looking down, she remained silent and waited for him to speak.

"Tell me the truth." He spoke, making her gulp, because he is looking at her intently. It feels like he wants something he's confused with.

"Look at me. I want to see your eyes."

Slowly, she raised her head and turned her eyes to meet his. It is then again, she felt the inevitable feeling of longing to embrace him. She wants to wrap her hands to him, sniff his smell, and never let him go. She really wanted to smell his hair while being embraced by him. It's been two years and two months and her hands were itchy.

"Why?" He scowled.