It was a short-lived relief for me. If I could only choose to stay in his arms, I’d gladly choose it. It feels like being down in the comfort of your bed and hugging your favorite pillow after a long tiring day. Or the smell of coffee in the morning. How relaxing it was to smell it before taking a sip. My dreamy thoughts were snatched from me after having a glimpse of the men standing close to us.
I left Yves to approach my cousin who has confusion plastered on his face. Beside him is Mr. Montevalles who watches his son with an unexplainable expression. But Yves didn't let me take two steps away from him. He stared down at me as if he could not believe me trying to get away from him. I failed to explain my plan when another grip took hold of my other hand. With an even tight grip, Yves ke
