“Are you sure it will be alright to dispose of her?” When they returned to their room, Cassidy voiced out her worries.
Dispose. For some unknown reason, it made him pissed off. It was like she was trying to imply that Catleya was some sort of trash they were throwing away, but isn’t she not?
Why would Noah care?
After all, to put it simply—what they had was an agreement. What they did was just a pure mistake that led to another. Their fate was forced, and that was overlooked by the Moon Goddess.
She chose the wrong person, or so what Noah was trying to make himself believe.
“You should not concern yourself about your sister, it was already taken care of.” He was dismissive.
“But you won’t be able to take that away from me. Despite what happened, Catleya is still my sister, we a
