Chapter 55 Without Tasting Your Lips
- POV: Amaia.
- I arrive at Marge's apartment when it's almost dawn. Suddenly, a feeling of guilt fills me, for having been absent all night.
- As soon as I open the door, there she is, with her cup of tea, sitting by the window. She turns her head when she hears the noise, looks at me with a sparkle in her eyes. I lower my head and bite my lower lip, embarrassed.