Chapter 47

Avery's Pov

We sat on the sofa and Yena continued to cry on my shoulders until she calmed down.

There are only series of sobs from her and it's so fucking cute!

"Yena."

"..."

No response. Of course, she couldn't, her voice might break.

"Someone's approaching. Are you certain it's fine if they found us in this position?" I asked gently. "Not that it bothers me."

She slowly pulled away from me and glared at me with her swollen red eyes. I caress her eyes which are red because of crying.

"I'm sorry." I apologize.

She remained quiet as she knows what I'm apologizing for.

"Y-your dress... It's dirty now." She averted her eyes on me but she wiped my wet shoulder using her hand.

I grab her hand and massage it.

"It's alright, Yena." I said with a wide smile to lighten up our mood.