Chapter 42

Velia's eyes widened. The words Lucas uttered successfully brought a blush to Velia's cheeks. Along with the stiffness and annoyance that never failed to silence her. Silence. Velia could only stand there, stunned, as she gazed at the increasingly changing Lucas. The air around them seemed to be affected as well. No words were spoken. Lucas could not find any response. However, he interpreted Velia's silence as an alternative for the word 'yes.' Lucas could prove that his prediction was correct. As if he could foresee the future, he found Velia's fingers welcoming his hand. Little by little, the distance between them diminished. The gap grew narrower with each passing moment. Two gazes locked in a straight line, leading them to meet at a single point. They paused momentarily in the falling warm water. Droplets poured and landed, seeping through and leaving moisture. They imprinted and left traces on their clinging clothes. Lucas blinked once. The water droplet hanging from his e