Do you know what destiny likes to do the most?

"Okay, okay, how long are you planning to hold on?"

Truth be told, Ava wished to hug him longer, even wanting to cling to Sam without ever letting go.

This embrace was obviously unusual, not just because of the relief after a near-death experience, but also because both were scantily clad.

She could touch Sam's neck and shoulders with her hands.

She could also feel Sam's body warmth against her breasts and neck.

She knew what she was doing was somewhat inappropriate, feeling both shy and nervous.

Yet, deep inside, she told herself she enjoyed this sensation. Ava didn't dislike this feeling at all, not disliking this brother named Sam.

But since Sam had already spoken, Ava felt it might be inappropriate to continue hugging him.

She let go, then put on her usual facade.

"I didn't want to hug you, okay? Consider it a reward for saving me—hmph!"

Sam looked at the front: "Hope it's just a reward."