ESTELLE

As promised, my Argon drove me back to my place that evening.

I sat in right beside him, leaning against the seat like one who's about to faint. I kept swaying my head left and right, so he'd keep on looking and checking on me.

When we arrived at my home, I decided to act like I didn't care about him, attempting to step out of the car myself.

But Argon immediately came out and opened the door, lifting me into his arms, gently. ...