Chapter 121

Grace turned, finding Oliver's hand resting on her shoulder. She didn't shrug him off but inquired, "Darling, are you aware of a habit you have when we hold hands?" "Hmm?" She grasped the hand on her shoulder, intertwining their fingers with her right hand. The moment she pulled away, Oliver's grip instinctively tightened before releasing her hand altogether. Looking into his eyes, Grace asked, "Darling, whenever we hold hands, you subconsciously tighten your grip before letting go. Why is that?" Oliver stared at his open palm. A long time ago, he'd lost someone due to his grip not being firm enough. Perhaps that experience caused him to tighten his hold whenever he held hands. Oliver swallowed before replying, "Is there anything else?" Taking advantage of the darkness, Grace mustered her courage to ask, "Darling, what's the reason behind this habit?" Oliver placed both hands on her shoulders, gently laying her down. He pulled her close, embracing her. "Honestly, I just realize