"So, you'll be gone from my room tomorrow morning when I wake up, Usher?"

The touch of Usher's hand on The Past Vione's upper arm stopped instantly. His thumb, which had been stroking, suddenly fell silent. Moreover, his body froze with a cold sensation he couldn't ignore.

The Past Vione let out a sigh as she shifted slightly in Usher's embrace. She could feel the tension in Usher's body. So, she closed her eyes. It seemed she didn't need any more answers.

"I'm sorry, Vione."

This time, the past Vione really shifted. She decided to change her position and turn away from Usher, something she had never done before.

Usher's...