"How's your stomach? Is it still hurting?" Keith rubbed Vale's stomach nervously.

"No." Vale leaned deeper into his embrace.

Her eyes had turned red from crying, and her sniffle could be heard from time to time.

Old Nianci had long slipped away, tactfully giving the room to the couples.

There was a medium wet spot on Keith's shirt, but it didn't bother him at all.

He felt like he hadn't hugged her for ages. So, what happened today made him exceptionally ...