093: I have seen Viola Thompson!_4
Her skin was very white, and even up close, there were no visible pores, like a piece of rare jade that comes only once in a millennium.
Looking up her face, there was a small, dainty nose tip and a high, straight nose bridge.
Then there were her long, thick eyelashes, like a heart-fluttering butterfly.
Terrence Lentz subconsciously reached his hand out.
But in the very next second, he quickly withdrew it, just watching her.
Just then, the girl's eyelashes trembled.
Realizing that she was about to wake up, Terrence closed his eyes immediately.
Viola Thompson's eyes opened, first in confusion, but then she quickly reacted, stood up, and placed her hand on Terrence's forehead to check his temperature.
"Hmm, you're not feverish anymore."
At the moment Viola withdrew her hand, Terrence opened his eyes.
For a moment, as their eyes met, they both froze.
He fell into her clear, peach blossom eyes like a drowning man, unable to save himself from sinking.