#Chapter102

|Evening city|

[Ambriose]

We both sat on the wooden bench with our eyes facing the evening city lights . I shivered as the cold wind brushed on my body. Even if I had warm clothes over my skin , the wind somehow managed to slip in and touch my stomach . Even after Zanthus draping  his jacket over me , I felt cold . Yet there was somehow an ice-cream box in my hands which I occasionally took bites from. Since I explained how my uncle and Aunt were fighting and that I hated being the only one in the house with their shouting's ,Zanthus thought it would be...